Fragile and fair Like the tiny shiny mirrors
Servant quarters floorboards are never the one to get cleaned easily, But he wasn't going to give up. He wiped harder and harder as legs tumbled across him. A crate and makeshift nightstands slid down and hit his shoulder hard sending him sliding out into the open deck.
Withering binded hither while the time wear
Through the age, the climb World weed the wisest minds, eyes Of doubts and darkness
*Trying to sneak back into the blog awkwardly* Oh, hey! It's not what it looks like.... Uh, I guess I'll atleast be honest with you, now that you have found me! Yes, I wasn't in my own blog for a long time. I forgot my passion for, what it feels, like a lifetime. I guess … Continue reading Come back No.Can’t countable!
*Reading first page of fahrenheit 451 for the first time* What the f**k?
When I slipped my bag down outside and entered the dimly lit room, I knew, this time, today, it's not like the other days.
A few days ago, in the middle of the night. My sister woke me up, unintentionally, with her ranting.
If you are fan of TV series, If you are a fan of thrilling nail biting stories, if you are are fan of any good stories, you have to watch Westworld.
Among the virtues Fed along the cow milk lies The first seed of hate...