I realized that I have no idea what my legacy will be but I move forward knowing that no matter what end I meet, the words I write will be carved into the lives of those who feel it in their souls. Shackled to my pieces like ghosts haunted by meanings from words laced poetically
To be fair he gave a fuck. Look at how the longer he waits the faster is breathing becomes lol. This was a potential start of a villain origin story lmao