I will use every cannon, every bomb, every bullet, every weapon I have down to my own eyeteeth to end you.
...You’d kill yourself for recognition,
you’d kill yourself to never, ever stop.
‘Broke another mirror..
you’re turning in to something you are not.
now i’m dry of faults; wait for the rain;
soleil all over you, warm sun…
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map