“Good evening stars. I’ll be defying you again tonight.”
When I was a kid I found a scrap of paper in the parking lot of my elementary school. Someone had written “Every Trial Can Be Burned Into The Fight!” on it. I carried it around in a wallet until it fell apart. Then I wrote it myself and carried that one until it fell apart. I still do this.
When I was a kid I found a scrap of paper in the parking lot of my elementary school. Someone had written “Every Trial Can Be Burned Into The Fight!” on it. I carried it around in a wallet until it fell apart. Then I wrote it myself and carried that one until it fell apart. I still do this.
my down time?
my down time?