It was time when they both loved each other best, without hurry or excess, when both were most conscious of and grateful for their incredible victories over adversity. Life would still present them with other moral trials, of course, but that no longer mattered: they were on the other shore.
If I want to get high on a Wednesday night and post an 11 minute Pinback song on my blog, I will, okay? I’m 32 years-old and I should be able to do what I want by now.
If you’re not currently using an RSS reader or living on your social networks (Facebook, Twitter, Reddit, etc.), chances are this isn’t the job for you.
But if you are, chances are you might actually be dead and wandering the vast planes of hell, which is exactly what we’re looking for.
- me: how many crimes did you do last night?
- DeepOmega: many
- all blood-related
- me: I think I got up to like, 8 or 9 before I passed out from blood exhaustion.
- blood moons, man
- DeepOmega: yeah your blood just starts falling out of your body
- like rain