The bullet hole looks so right in your head, like it'd been missing all along. The blood streaked across your face like some twisted lover's deformed lipstick trace. Staring at your reflection wondering how you're still alive. Wondering if she's somewhere laughing, deciding whether to let you die.
"if one has to be scared to lead a decent life his weakness is obvious" (cit.)"I do not hunt freaks, freaks hunt me" (cit.)"Lady, – he whispered with concern, – your
eyes are so empty" (cit.)
The bullet hole looks so right in your head, like it'd been missing all along. The blood streaked across your face like some twisted lover's deformed lipstick trace. Staring at your reflection wondering how you're still alive. Wondering if she's somewhere laughing, deciding whether to let you die.
"if one has to be scared to lead a decent life his weakness is obvious" (cit.)"I do not hunt freaks, freaks hunt me" (cit.)"Lady, – he whispered with concern, – your
eyes are so empty" (cit.)
: Milena you're 40 years old already holy shit you must be fat as hell now no?
: hey alienm
: Hi! Why only the same old friendly faces? I’m a relatively new player, and even though I’m 64, I feel like I’m 28-just like my teeth (minus the four wisdom teeth).
: is this community still alive? I mean any time at day some servers can be full with friendly old faces?