Ugh...if you ever see me wearing my tiredness or busyness like a mask again please just punch me or hurl verbal incisions in my direction. We had this silly idea as kids that if we pulled our faces for long enough they'd stay like that, but what if I acted a certain way for long enough to stay like that? Yikes! So please, help a brother out and point that **** out.
The interesting thing about being alive is that you’re all in.
This (life) is going to kill you.
I think you should play the most magnificent game that you can, while you’re waiting (for death),
because do you have anything better to do?