𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎★‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ main @wxnderland_addict

And when they bombed other people's houses, we protested but not enough, we opposed them but not enough. I was in my bed, around my bed America was falling: invisible house by invisible house by invisible house. I took a chair outside and watched the sun. In the sixth month of a disastrous reign in the house of money in the street of money in the city of money in the country of money, our great country of money, we (forgive us) lived happily during the war.