texts: What you call myths, we call our history. </s> <s> It's not real. </s> <s> What's real to you? Wall Street? Capital Hill? Now they are myths.
labels: I can't be dicking around here. That's all I'm saying. I don't carry crystals, I don't wanna come back in another life. I just wanna do my job, and do it right, and get the fuck outta here.