and I am my father,
half of a half,
spliced.
I am not them though because when you mention the word 'love', we will translate that one very differently, my parents and I.
Well, perhaps the world really is ending but the ones who created me was before me and the ones before me was created before. For if you're looking for a blame, trace back. You'll find the end at the very beginning.
My stance, however, rock solid and immovable even if my opinions could possibly, actually bring down the rapture.
