I'm here, got no choice. But you, you should be telling people.
Death is my lover and he wants to move in.
I feel like Iโm eighty years old. Iโm tired of life and my mind wants to die.
Embrace beautiful lies - the chronic insanity of the sane
Comedy is easy. First, people have to fall down. Next, include someone a little hefty. It's a hoot.
There is an objective reality in which my body and mind are one. But I am not here and never have been.