Gather and squeeze
We are going to gather our forces
Against our mortal enemies
The thieves of Elysium will bow down to us
As we squeeze them out of house and home… 71 more words
The first morning waking, is always the loneliest.
Only half awake, groggy and toes still dipped in dreams, head half spun in whiskied webs and music, but me eyes are pried open by sun risen slits and the beginning bustle of street traffic, the rushes to work, the beginning breathes of this day, my haze, my head, still lingering on the night before. 1,879 more words
I’m a guy who really likes revisiting some places. Actually, I prefer to go 10 times to the same city if I really like it, than going somewhere new. 749 more words