St Patrick’s Day is weird. One: because it’s somehow compulsory and two: because it makes you think that Irish people reproduce like flowers rather than people. Thousands are Irish for March. But where did they
Imagine having your brain stolen. It happened once before. Einstein was his name. You know the guy with the mad hair and the brilliant mind. He died in 1955 from an aneurysm. And then Thomas
You stand in front of the mirror. Probably naked – who knows. And you think “Yeah this is me, I got this.” But no, you don’t got this, or rather, you have not got this.
