Snow
It’s pure and white.
You can ski on it.
The latter may well be the reason that this basic form of precipitation could turn out to be the answer to all my life’s stresses and strains.
….Assuming Ryan doesn’t back out on me!
It’s pure and white.
You can ski on it.
The latter may well be the reason that this basic form of precipitation could turn out to be the answer to all my life’s stresses and strains.
….Assuming Ryan doesn’t back out on me!
‘[the catholic church are] A bunch of sinister old virgins…’
Christopher Hitchens, during the debate with Stephen Fry, against Anne Widdecombe and the silly nigerian bishop
The irony of life is, if it’s worth living for, chances are, it’ll kill you.
If it doesn’t kill you, it’s not worth living for, in which case you’re simply deluded. That will also kill you.
Life kills. Ironic, eh?
Directed at atleast three people who mean something to me.
Not a bad week!
I’m a walking stick to the masses, a lifeline to the few, but all I can ever hope to be, is simply there for you.