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I hope i die soon
I'm a trash baby who LOVES achievements.

Outside the mercury was falling fast. It was colder than the devils heart, raining ice pitchforks as if the heavens were ready to fall.
My Beretta stirred nervously under my coat.
The NYPD was closing in. I could hear the sirens. Their wail was a crescendo.
Collecting evidence had gotten old a few hundred bullets back.
I was already so far past the point of no return I couldn't even remember what it had looked like when I had passed it.
Gognitti bailed. I made like Chow Yun Fat.
I don't know about angels, but it's fear that gives men wings.
I hadn't asked for this crap. Trouble had come to me, in big dark swarms.
Just me and the gun, and the crook.
Your rights will be read at your funeral.
The good and the just were like gold dust in this city. I had no illusions. I was not one of them. I was no hero.
Everything was subjective. There were only personal apocalypses. Nothing is a cliché when it's happening to you
He was trying to buy more sand for his hourglass. I wasn't selling any.
Out in the night, snow fell like confetti over the devils parade.