An Instance of Adversity
Rot in hell, you old bastard. Also, happy birthday. I hope you choke on a piece of cake and die.
Rot in hell, you old bastard. Also, happy birthday. I hope you choke on a piece of cake and die.
Spiders, cicadas, millipedes, butterflies…they’re always locked in a life-or-death struggle, but they’re much more innocent than we humans.
I am alone now, but I was alone even when they lived here by the thousands, so I am used to the experience.
Every life ends, Samuel, so your average plonker spends theirs in fear.