+495 One day it dawns on you that you're starting to get old. Then it dawns on you that you are old. Then it dawns on you that every second that ticks by is just another inch that you've dragged your carcass towards your own cold grave. Then one day stuff stops dawning on you... 'cause you died. amirite?
13 years ago
by Anonymous 13 years ago
by Anonymous 13 years ago
by Anonymous 13 years ago
by Anonymous 13 years ago
by Anonymous 13 years ago