The Cold Under-Drone

Them: "How do you think Thomas Shelby will die?" Me: "Lung cancer."

It’s one of those days where you wake up and think, “What the fuck am I doing with my life?”. Then, you weep really hard at the thought of your life going nowhere fast, but then you think about how Cillian Murphy has an ass that won’t quit then you’re over it.

Yesterday, I tripped on mushrooms. It has been over ten years since I have done so. It was probably the best night of my life within recent years. I never laughed so hard, or danced with such fury. I was a hot sweaty mess when it was all over. Probably burned a thousand calories with pupils the size of dimes, high as fuck without a care in the world.