Gloom, Light

I’m not the sociable type. I know that.
Spend any amount of time around people, you get your heart broke. Treachery, hypocrisy. Promise of love.
Look into the mouth of a person, and you’ll find lies wriggling there like maggots waiting to grow wings. The world has gone mad.

A man could kill from sunup to sunset, and still his work would never be done.

Ernie Dell, before committing suicide. CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, “Loco Motive”.

«Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill…»