These words are not just a call to reject oppression, but a challenge to the structures that have always sought to impose their will on others. Imperialism, in its many forms, is a persistent force—a belief that power gives the right to dominate, to subjugate, to erase the autonomy of others. It is an ancient impulse, but one that is still alive in the modern world, where the reach of empires is m... » Continue Reading
i didn’t go with them. when they pushed toward limansk, when the sky cracked open above the sarcophagus, i stayed. not because i was afraid. i just thought they’d win. we were clear sky. » Continue Reading
the rain doesn’t weep, the sky doesn’t mourn, only cold steel speaks, whispering through flesh. i press my side; warmth spilling, fading, a red river washing down cracked pavement. no prayers, no hands to hold; just silence, and the flickering hum of a dying streetlight. no ghosts, no last words, just the rain tapping against nothing. once, i stood tall, thought i was unbreakable, a b » Continue Reading
he walks through the end of the world, where the roads are cracked and swallowed by roots, where buildings lean like drunk men ready to fall, where silence hangs heavy, thick like a warning. the wind howls through dead streets, rattling old si » Continue Reading
a blade of light splits the sky, silver and sharp as regret. the ocean hums a dirge for no one, waves folding like forgotten letters. cherry petals drift in the street, soft corpses in the mouth of spring. » Continue Reading
what a massive shame tbh great dev of two fantastic half-life mods and yet he is found out to be a groomer. atleast he admitted to it though instead of hiding it??? i don't know it's a very weird situation. » Continue Reading
his eyes are graves. deep, lifeless hollows where light once lived, there is no spark left, just the heavy weight of knowing, that the world will always fail him. the sky bleeds behind him, molten red and » Continue Reading
i climb the hills, the cool breeze biting, yet the feeling in my stomach remains, amidst the beauty of the sunsets, i cannot escape the void within. i walk, footsteps against the earth, but my mind is not there, it falters back to the echo i cannot name, the solitude that clings like a shadow. i hear new albums, the music swells, yet it fails to fill whats empty, the hunger unsatisfied. the cinema... » Continue Reading
this shit is disgusting, i don't know how people can drink this as a meal replacement. iced latte was the worst, followed by vanilla. £3.80 each FML. » Continue Reading