I wake up with smoke and dust covering my sight. The smell of blood and the sound of bullets flying back and forth between the the town fills my ear drums, all this death and destruction for what? I never knew this anwser I just did what I had to so I could go back home peacefully. Here's where my life pretty much started...…
do the do mate…
Read the title mate.…
Well, I'm bored and bored so I thought I might as well share somethings about me and a few Littles things about how I've felt or and feeling.In a non-cringy way you're seeing into my mind and I will try not to hold back on anything.…
There was once a man who supposedly had no "name" no one knew who he was or why he became a monster, but everyone knew he always left his mark with mutilating a body after death.The few things people knew about him was a cold blooded murder with a kill count higher than what they could count, and he never spoke the only evidence he ever left behind was a bloody card that held a skull with a scythe.…
ME RIFE, AND WELCOME TO THE TEA PARTY…
Kill me, mk let's do this…
I suck with storys, and this is my first time(hehe) making a book so please go easy.…