"If God takes life, he's an Indian giver."
"If God controls the land and disease, and keeps a watchful eye on me, if he's really so damn mighty, well my problem is that I can't see, well who'd wanna be? Who'd wanna be such a control freak?"
I keep coming back to these lyrics, they mean a lot to me.
Today was quite eventful, I'm nurchuring an injured finger and a broken soul. The result of a brawl, yes, laugh about it. That's all I can do.
Hmm, a freezing cold bath looks appealing right now.