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I was born to massacre nations.

I was taught a thousand ways to make a man bleed.

I was schooled in the ways of a killer. 14 more words

Crêpes farcies aux fruits de saison

Quoi de plus léger que des crêpes farcies au ptit dej ou en dessert?

MA recette pour des CRÊPES AÉRIENNES:


Dead To Me

They were dead to me.

Pushing and Pushing.

Yelling and screaming.

They were dead to me.

Fighting and Killing.

Bruises and scars.

They were dead to me… 9 more words

Short Collection of Poems I Wrote

This will be a small group of three or four poems that I have written I hope you enjoy them and please do not copy them. 158 more words


Mid-Life Crisis.

Hello there bloggers and readers! How are you guys? I haven’t update for a long time because I kinda busy with works and everything. But my life pretty much the same every day, so…. 312 more words


I want to feel how it could be.

I want to know what everyone’s talking about.

I want to understand this craving.

I want to know the touch of someones skin against mine. 26 more words


Traveling thousands of miles,

I cant help but think of what i left behind.

Who i left behind.

And how the distance has changed me.