well im havin an island of okness in this empty void but I really don't give a fuck since he'll just pull this thing again either gonna be a day full of deranged thoughts being posted or non eat all (sleeping)
I only have a pick in his hand and the arrow still sticking out of his chest a madness in his eyes obsessed by his greed always searching searching searching for the big prize just over the next crest that never seems to come.