Sliverofthemoon

I guess all good things come to an end eventually. Someone dies and all that shit right. I mean that’s the way the world works. People always die and they leave you alone with your stupid older brother who now takes care of you. Okay… Maybe that’s just me but. Anyways this is my brother and my story of how we got trapped together for the rest of our lives.

I’ve always taken inspiration from the greats. You know them, don't you? If you didn't, I'd think you’d be living under a rock. Which maybe you were. It's not your fault. until recently you could say I was living under a rock. Rocks are heavy until someone comes to pick it up and take all the weight. I never depended on people taking the weight from my hands. B Shakespeare had told me. Well he wasn’t talking to me he was talking to the people. Or the people in his time I didn’t really know. In the quote he wrote. “If we are true to ourselves we cannot be false to anyone”. For along time I wondered what he meant I didn’t know nor did I realize until I met Gutter James