Soccerfordays

Everyone one at some point in their life stop and think about their choices in their life. And we ask ourselves "Did I make the right choice?", "Was the choice bad?", "have I done something good with my life so far?" And generally we can never answer those questions, but we for some reason always ask ourselves those questions even though we know we can never answer them. Now here I am, flying through the candy kingdom to the castle in a black suit and a giant hat, with flame boy right hot on my tail. We didn't stick out, at all. So why not ask myself these kinds of questions while I'm at it? Now you must be thinking, "But you're going to Gum

Yeah, I know. You guys get to read about how I died in a fiery agony, and you're going to be like, "Wow! That sounds great, Marshall! Can I died in a fiery agony too?" No. Just no. Don't go jumping off buildings. Don't go jumping into a lake when you have no idea how to swim. Don't go running right in front of an carriage, and do not do what I did and light yourself on fire. It doesn't work that way. You won't end up where I ended up.  Besides you don't want to be in my situation. Unless you have this crazy desire to see dead, ugly, selfish and arrogant immortals who also have a feet fetish. But trust me, it's not as delightful as it sounds