fishaddict

Im addicted, like its my fault

Reading, fish, my green iguana(what a trouble maker), and trying to get my fish to breed.

You are a GOD among insects, never forget that.

Only those who attempt the absurd can achieve the impossible.

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death.
Out, Out, brief candle,
Life's but a walking shadow,
a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more.
It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury
Signifying nothing.