(September 17, 2019 at 3:17 pm)LastPoet Wrote: Someone has a chip on his shoulder.
No chip on my shoulder, I have a hole in my wallet.
I keep losing all of this damn money. Couldn't tell ya how.
If you're frightened of dying, and you're holding on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. But if you've made your peace, then the devils are really angels, freeing you from the Earth.