Pray for the dead, pray that the living survive. Prioritise humanity, choose humanity.
Where does Hope go to die? Like the cat licking its wounds, wandering shiny eyed In the dark damp dirt on the garden floor, wide
7/10 regions on fire in my country….yet they call it a country of #peace
On se gratte la peau, on nettoie les cils. On boit de l’eau infestée de typhii
Ils se grattent la peau, et ils boivent du Lestac, dehors sous des corps la terre saigne.
Let’s talk about it. Guns never solved nothing. They only create
Bullet holes never make noise. The wife watching the blood ooze from her heart she had given to be kept Will surely scream for help