The way I see it, the earth is going to be here after we're dead and gone. Even if it's a polluted planet, and they messed it up. Where do they go from here - to another planet so they can mess that up too?
I realized this is what God has dealt me, and I should be thankful considering all that's happened to me in my life, but MS caused the movies to stop - stop dead - and I miss it.
But thoughts don't care about truth and shit. They sit up in your mind and fuck with you whenever.
I urge you to ask yourself just how honorable it is to preside over the abuse and suffering of animals.
I know that if I wasn't scared, something's wrong, because the thrill is what's scary.
There's a thin line between to laugh with and to laugh at.
