Rooted
She Always Sat Alone
She Always Sat Alone
tall man you come as a prophet with so much darkness in your eyes. will you take the dark from mine as well? cleanse me in this lone alley of all evils and pain and make an angel out of me?
“I don’t have time for this…”
9 to 0 and This is the Final Round.
Birth of a hero
“Lady, Get Over Yourself”
Something got inside.
Gaze towards the horizon
Burying a body is hard.
It’s watching me.