samothinks asked: Hey Chris if you could only listen to one song, eat one thing, and drink one thing what would they be? -SaMo

is this a death row, final meal situation? i don’t know if i would survive well on weed brownies and hazelnut rogue beer with aqueous transitions playing on repeat in the background.  how about you? 

After all is said and done I feel the same
All that I hoped would change within me stayed
Like a huddled moonlit exile, on the shore
Warming his hands a thousand years ago

I walk with others in me, yearning to get out
Claw at my skin and gnash their teeth and shout
One of them wants only to be someone you’d admire
One would as soon just throw you on the fire

After all is said and after all is done
God only knows which of them I’ll become