When others grovel...

Grovelling it`s a nice verb...isn`t???

Because no matter what we say...We all like it...But some of us...
Pretend...Just pretend that dont give a shit...

In time....we all reveal who we are...

"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,

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."

Macbeth