Brutally Beautiful.
"Does it hurt?" I asked, pressing on the wound. "Not as much as it hurts loving you, Hailey, " He stared into my eyes. Observing blood falling across his chest was brutally beautiful.
"Does it hurt?" I asked, pressing on the wound. "Not as much as it hurts loving you, Hailey, " He stared into my eyes. Observing blood falling across his chest was brutally beautiful.
This is not a story for the soft hearted. This is not a story for the closed minded. This is a story for those with a little of the Devil inside. "The sadness of music sifted through me like grains of sand; every note fell into the cracks of my bones and wedged its pie...
The greatest tragedy the world has ever known turned out to be the ultimate catalyst for change. In the wake of World War III, which decimated most of the world's population, the remaining survivors vowed to not continue to repeat the same mistakes of the past. Fortunately, they had something previous generations did...