rags to riches isn't a story anyone wants to hear until after it's done

i am the son of hades. i go where i wish. the darkness is my birthright.

we're not here to be sophisticated. we're here to fuck people up.

matt boyd, starting backliner for the foxes. i’m the one who’s going to be wrecking your goals this october. nice to meet you.

2025: Scrapped

what i did next was so impulsive and dangerous i should've been named adhd poster child of the year.

there's plenty of sense in nonsense sometimes, if you wish to look for it

i don’t have to see the future to tell you what to do now, do i?

adam was not always alone, but he was always lonesome. even in a group, he was slowly perfecting the skill of holding himself separate. it was easier than one might expect; the others allowed him to do it. he knew he was different since aligning himself more tightly with the ley line this summer. he was himself, but more powerful. himself, but less human. if he were them, he would silently watch him draw away, too. it was better this way. he had not fought with anyone for so long. he had not been angry for weeks.

what you hold onto is less important than the act of holding on itself. it’s so easy to get lost in ourselves and this world. sometimes you need to find your way back one tiny miracle at a time.