Why doesn't Prin go and get her own goddamn blistering bloody shitty jelly doughnuts?
Bless me or not, Lord, just as You please, for I'll not beg.
Pride was my wilderness, and the demon that led me there was fear.
The dead don't bear a grudge nor seek a blessing. The dead don't rest uneasy. Only the living.
Privacy is a privilege not granted to the aged or the young.
Animals are less alone with roaring than we are with all these words.