"When there's nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire."
I poured the alcoholic astringent into the sink. I watched its contents swirl down into the drain, into nothingness. "I'm done. It's over. The world is ending," I whispered. But I was still there, and everything proceeded in its form and existence. Time would not stop and the world would not end.
So I continue on...
Piecing together the orthodox with the unorthodox and weaving together the ordinary with the extraordinary to create my conglomerate masterpiece.
Matthew Lewis, Tom Felton and Rupert Grint saying, “Hey bro, want to check out the football game in my bitchin’ tricked out truck?” with an American accent.
