I'm really tired of hearing about the end of the world. I don't give a fuck about zombies, the Mayan Calendar, or the spread of Hipsters. It's just not interesting. Nobody cares anymore; the apocalypse has been predicted on a monthly basis for more than 2000 years. Join a death-cult. Do something about it. Anything but another shitty 'I'd float on an island with shotguns and bacon' joke.
And yes, I'm mad bro.
The shape of an eye in front of the ocean, digging for stones and throwing them against its window pane. Take it down dreamer, take it down deep. - Other Families