I intend to live forever. So far, so good.
Pulp: “Gimme hate, Lord,” he whimpered. “I’ll take hate any day. But don’t give me love. I can’t take no more love, Lord. I can’t carry it…It’s too heavy. Jesus, you know, You know all about it. Ain’t it heavy? Jesus? Ain’t love heavy?”
― Toni Morrison, Song of Solomon
Pulp: My phone's status on Wireclub was 'online', and I know I received at least three pm's, so shoot me a message please! I can't reply on dat mobile.