They saw you dead. I don't believe it. Nor do I care. I can hear your moans. You fucking whore. I feel so alive. As I fuck your corpse. As I rub. Your rotten boobs.
It's late at night I'm danger in the streets!. You never know where I could be!. With fear in eyes you will run...from me!. It's 2 p.m. right time for thrill!.
Gods Of The Mountains. Sky, Forest And Seas. Lands Of Fire, Ice And The Northern Deeps. Cold As A Storm From The Raging Sea. Soon Their Winds To Rise.
And I am waiting. For death to come yet he's not there. He's killing dreams out in the sea. . I feel like - I can't breathe. Life's - crushing down on me.
Trapped in the void, hanging from an uncountable number of. little cords made from fear, hate and every single sin I commited.. Little chance to react as I witness the crime..
Oh God. . Let me get this one flat out straight. Illuminate please, it's not too late. Since when did you become a god?. You might be right, I've been tattered and torn.
Just like the arctic circle. War in the snow unfolds. My death will carry on with you. I helped another madness. Endure screaming shouts. Wouldn't wanna wait for more.
It's broken again, it's broken again. always the same as no one gains. when everything is perfect. it's all manufactured with a defect. . And since they can live on us we live through them.
the fifteenth chapter, gotta read faster, and i cant handle this, gendered protagonist. courage and discipline, a curvy heroine, am i too blind to see, shapeshifters tricking me.
angela, you know they dropped the bomb. (open up, remember me?). wipe the rain off your nose and you say. the last words that youll say to me. you tip your cards, tip your cards.
Quema mi casa es una prision. Estamos rodeados por la corrupcion. Quema mi dinero! Manana ya no valdra!. No queremos un gobernante. . Nadie cree en el sistema.
Not afraid of looking back. Not afraid of what I lack. I'm not afraid of just moving on. Not afraid of the dark. Not afraid to leave a mark. I'm not afraid of what's gone.
Magical gris-gris and mojo bag. Ason rattle, Tongue of Dan. . In he Badji a sacred alter room. So begins the ritual of the dead man's tomb. Superstition where it's been said.