“Don’t touch me!” Lara screamed, as she raced across the cobble stones to an ally up the street. She turned to see her persuer. ‘…breathe…breathe…’ she told herself as she ran, ‘ keep breathing…deep breaths..’ “Oh Lara, you forgot your sabre, you need it back!” Damn! The miserable bastard, always following me, always sneaking about,… Continue reading Never


scarred to bled thats what i saw this has all been done before feel the pain of ur bleeding vein pray this fear will go away someday

for you

your twisted, evil, filled with hate always pushing my gothic faith i chose my path why can’t u grasp that