Everything's mellow now. No one likes an epidemic or a fire, but distractions don't hurt. I think I might prefer that shit to the holiday anticipation around here. That doesn't take away from the fact we are all stuck here. Oh yeah, that's worth celebrating.
Are we going to have another apocalyptic scare for New Years? I bet that's something to look forward to, hmm?
Welcome to the City, Jesse.
I'm out of Nilla wafers. Thank God for cigarettes.
Prince Charming, fuck off.
Private//Unhackable
I don't believe I even
asked for help.
Destruction meant well and at least listened.
Plus,
this feels fucking terrific. Brotherly love.
End Filter.