It seems now that I am obligated to be something. At first it was just I’m being “myself” but now it’s like I am expected to be a certain way or something because everytime I turn around it seems like I am being critized about something or another. But not by people who hate me,… Continue reading This is just how life is…
Tag: sacrifices
Walking Corpse #3
the blood flows in a nice stream… the blood of my family… yes… my family… the blade shines with the fresh blood, as i stand tall in my living room with 3 dead bodies on the floor…