...and We'll See What Happens When We

It Was Fun, But It's Over Now. This Is How Things Go.

What A Massive Responsibility, Being A Moral Creature

I Think We Crushed Ourselves Down Over The Centuries. Buried Ourselves Under Greed And Hate And Whatever Other Sins We Could Find Until Our Souls Finally Hit The Rock Bottom Of The Universe. And Then They Scraped A Hole Through It, Into Some ... Darker Place.

I Can’t Seem To Make Myself Care About Anything To The Right Or Left Of The Present.

The Shadows Of The Room Pool In The Lines Of Our Faces, Draining Our Eyes Of Hue. "there's Nothing Left Worth Saying.