About Me

"Life is a Caravanserai of delights, but death is our destined lot. The only difference is for how long one eludes it. If the grave is one's only aspiration and guarantee, then life is a bleak path with little to recommend it. Wherefore this brief season of breath milady? What reason compels us to live?" "The gall of such conceit. Tiny forms of life, there are which 'scape the naked eye. They do not demand “Wherefore?” of the cosmos. Go die if life without reason is so loathsome to you."

• Gender: I killed a man
• Location: Outside of Yonkers
• Birthday: November 26th
• Join Date: May 17th, 2019 (4 years ago)