Today I choose. Without Love, Onward

well I read about the afterlife, but I never really lived

Hopes you're happy, because of you I'll never have rough sex with molly connolly again

Yeah, like a school-kid, I'm all in this time.

I was once asked if I went to church. I said no. My church was built with iron and sweat. My house is a place of strength and fortitude. It stands as a rock. A pilgrimage for those who have heart.

I have confronted the dark parts of myself. Unlike most men who lock them up tight, or banish them, I welcomed them with open arms. A living dichotomy, separate fractured pieces, a patchwork whole

She had me at hello

I've chosen to take the vows so few have chosen to take. Just to spit in love's face, and shoot that little fucker cupid in the eye

Make no mistakes, like my father I am a predator posing as a house pet. He hunted for pleasures of the flesh, I hunt for hearts.

Somewhere along the line, I stopped running from monsters, and started running with them.

Everyone hails to the Pumpkin King