Whether I sound like Sammy or not is purely coincidence. You have got to hand it to him, he sings his ass off. There is no moss on that stone.

...destiny spelled out in a constellation of cheap chrome.

a ghost which calls itself rationality but whose appearance is that of incoherence and meaninglessness, which causes the most normal of everyday acts to seem slightly mad because of their irrelevance to anything else.

You can choose to lie and deceive others but God has two witnesses, the moon by night and the sun by day.

Written By Frank Alone

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