<Sam.u ria> |
Honor be thy blade, guide me through muscle and tissue entwined. Descend into solace; perplexity fills my mind. On my own path, destination desolate, by my own rights and my quest for e...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jan 2006 19:41:00 GMT |
you smell |
Reprieve me my good sir for I have sauntered my ambition. It wont be long now before I have your life rhythm in submission. The accretion of your blood flow has been growing dense for days,...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Oct 2005 13:27:00 GMT |
Trip to the city |
In short was that I had shot him, several times in the headMount Sinai, 6:15, pronounced deadThe news reporter said the assailaints fled the cityMeanwhile I'm shacked across the street, in someshitty-...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Jun 2005 02:58:00 GMT |
