your friend brett in 2003: “hey guys! ready for a deathmatch round in blood gulch?”
you and your two other friends who found a glowing crystal in the back of your house that gave you a prophetic glimpse into the future where the three of you live successful lives but only if brett dies following a series of finely-connected events that begin with him winning a round of deathmatch on blood gulch: “yeah brett you’re on”
Hey y’all! I usually don’t share my music often but I wrote a new song yesterday and I like it a lot! It’s about my struggles I’ve had with my antidepressants and how I hate my new ones!!