My fire is out of control
The flames fan out and roll
And I have no vision.
The sky is cold But I sweat down in friction.
I the light of a candle
A candle spinning out of control
Until the lid quenches me
And yet I still live.
And yet I still live, in pain.
Janna and her Stantler had a god start, they caught several Pokemon and leveled them up. But the battles were gruesome and they got injured, so she decided 2 go 2 the Pokemont Center. It was a busy and crowded place, but they could find the stand in no...
Ralsei sighed. He was walking down the highway, head speakers in his ears at full volume blasting Rufus Wainwright's entire discography (if you don't know who he is slight your fucking throat). He was wearing a black t-shirt with a blood red anarchy...
Once upon a time a snail came with the Autumn rains. From where it came, no one knows, and for how long it stayed is known only to the eyes of light in the ceiling. Still, it must have come from somewhere pleasant, where it grasped and felt wet,...