The Bittersweet End.

Bitter and sweet, very true. Looking at something you've spent countless hours on, all so it comes out looking only as good as the polished piece of posh served up by the next grade A asshole is really depressing. I don't want this to be me. I don't want the original idea of Quarterstories to... Continue Reading →

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