Humanity’s undoing, I’m convinced, will be the direct result of collective memory loss.

I’m afraid we are doomed to repeat our most tragic mistakes until they destroy us.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.