Do I really look like a guy with a plan?

Q(^_^Q). The friendliest misanthrope you'll ever meet.

I have no idea what I'm doing.

Another one bites the dust.

This shit is so pretentious I got a fucking film school degree.

My friends call me Spectra! Everyone else says "Ah, how did this horse get in here!?"

The real villains were the friends we made along the way.