festy unknown
From the moment you're born....you're dying. Smell my decay. We live for others....when is the end? It's closer than you think. What does it all mean?....My job...my family...Myself. The box is cold in the ground...my inevitable death.
From the moment you're born....you're dying. Smell my decay. We live for others....when is the end? It's closer than you think. What does it all mean?....My job...my family...Myself. The box is cold in the ground...my inevitable death.