I'll miss HiveMC.

Death of a Bachelor

"The air is chilly and dry as those fallen leaves, laundry sheets dance to the rhythm of the wind. You really are cruel to come here like this and speak of dreams. My dream came true, and that was enough for me. Or so I thought, but here you are, watering my withered heart with your smile."

Patience is a virtue.

But I’m no adonis either
Fashion sense abysmal, I’ve got two nirvana t-shirts
That I wear to formal outings
And I’ve never owned a cardigan
Catch me buyin’ cargo pants at Target from the bargain bin

The memories of the big three; truly something few can understand.