Sometimes The Truth Hurts. And Sometimes It

It Took Me Until My Teenage Years To Realize That I Was Medicating With Music. I Was Pushing Back Against My Stupid School Uniform, Instructors Who Called Me By My Last Name And My Classmates, Who, While Friendly Enough, Were Not At All Inspiring.

A Gun In Your Hand Makes A Fool Out Of You. A Gun In Your Hand Makes A Target Out Of Me.

We Are Occupants. No One Has Any Lasting Purchase On Life Or On The Planet.

One Of The Most Insane Environments I Have Ever Spent Time In Is A Gun Range. There We Are, All In A Line, Armed To The Teeth, Firing Away.

I'm Terrified Of Motorcycles. I've Been On One A Couple Of Times. I Did Not Like It.