I lived in Stratford for a time.
Dying. Funny thing, that. It never happens how you expect it.
Everyone Needs A Creeper, A Personal Space And Privacy Grim Reaper. Also Hail Minty p.s. I'll steal yo gurl, yo husbund, yo house, yo cids, yo dawg, and yo side bae
Stifled word monk by day, barrel-riding warrior poet by night.
When life gives you lemons, extract the citric acid from the lemon juice and sell it as teeth whitener. Might as well make a quick quid when you're gonna die anytime soon.
Bow down to Chrysalis... or pay the consequences
I like to pretend I know what I'm doing, so that eventually I'll start to believe it.