To die will be an awfully big adventure

Just a random Lost Boy reading random things and feeling so obliged to inform the world of his thoughts, feelings, and interpretation of a vast array of media with a penchant for the depraved and dark.

You know what I wish? I wish I had a dad like you.

Your bones don't break, mine do. That's clear. Your cells react to bacteria and viruses differently than mine. You don't get sick, I do. That's also clear. But for some reason, you and I react the exact same way to water. We swallow it too fast, we choke. We get some in our lungs, we drown. However unreal it may seem, we are connected, you and I. We're on the same curve, just on opposite ends.

• See things clearer
• Look back
• There's no way