Death smiles at us all; all a man can do is smile back.
Mood.
No idea if anyone helped write this song. It's been nearly a decade since I watched this show.
The world is a fuck.
A concept I don't know.
With each passing day, I become less and less optimistic about my future.
This year's been wild. I can't wait to see what the final third offers to us on a golden platter. Come to me riding in a flaming chariot and show me beauty, 2020!