Let me explain.
Just hear me out. My original motives were not such but...
This is who I am.
Do you see me?
Do you know me?
Does fuckin anyone?
Death circles us like a fucking vulture.
I hear them screaming now.
So fucking loud, so I fucking scream back
YOU ARE READING
letters assembled.
RandomLife is a journey, One filled with more questions than answers. So whats a meaningless creature like ourself have to gain from it? *This is A story smd.
