Report User
🕸🕷🕸
Category: Writing and Poetry
I prepare for the noble war. I’m calm; I know the secret. I know what’s coming, and I know no one can stop me, including myself. Some of them beg for their life. I don’t feel sad. I don’t feel anything. It’s a filthy world we live in. It’s a filthy goddamn helpless world, and honestly, I feel like I am helping to take them away from the shit and the piss and the vomit that run through the street. ... » Continue Reading