stiffCompetitor

I'm giving less and less of a fuck about this shit. Mostly because there's a point at which you refuse to be put on the run and don't want to hide.

So maybe this is where the fight begins. At some point people make up their mind about dying not being a very big deal, and to become masters of their fate.

To die on your feet, looking your accusers in the eye. Who would be so bold as to accuse me? Could I dare entertain the privilege to identify them?