The exhaustion I have known
at the hands of time
is nothing
compared to the desperation I have known
at the hands of love.
The joy I have known
at the hands of love
is nothing
compared to the relief I have known
at the hands of time.
About Catastrophe Jones
Wretched word-goblin with enough interests that they're not particularly awesome at any of them. Terrible self-esteem and yet prone to hilarious bouts of hubris. Full of the worst flavors of self-awareness. Owns far too many craft supplies. Will sing to you at the slightest provocation.
