going to slam 5 beers and smoke a bowl and then re-evaluate my life, again

[maks]

there are blackheads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night

we'll make a man of him, put him to a trade. teach him to play monopoloy and to sing in the rain.

[xoxo]

we'll make a man of him, put him to a trade. teach him to play monopoloy and to sing in the rain.

maks... are you high?

[maks]

The poet and the painter, casting shadows on the water, as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea

The doer and the thinker, no allowance for the other, as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed.