front: possible side effects...

back: I yeard your name today, and I wanted to stick spears through ribcages. Sometimes I am incapable of giving myself reassurance during my darker moods.

In the face of the unstoppable, relentless lack of fairness in life... ordinary human feelings are meager.

Endurance is a door prize, some kind of raw deal that is even more meaningless than the door. There is no belief without gaps & cracks.