"Well, men like me, probably die alone
With some broken dream, on a dusty road
It may be sad, but so is everything that's true
And if life's a gamble, then I bet the table
On a pair of twos..."
Always tired, but hardly sleep.
Quiet observer, most often underestimated.
Few friends, due to disappointment rather than distrust.
Music, movies, cars, nature, and my little black cat are lifeđź–¤