They next war is coming soon, and it will be over sooner. They winner was decided even before the war started and it’s not men this time around.
Don’t read this if you believe in god and love life. Otherwise, go ahead…
Aye, Aye, Cap’n. Put up the sails! The dead men are coming.
What in the end, is hard-work? After researching for 12000 years [seconds] on this question, I’ve finally grasped the true essence of it.
Read this to know more about my future plans. And to be prepared for a potential disaster… Just in case.
Time? It’s something I found interesting so I wrote it down.
Everyone to there own. This is a world where beliefs clash and benefits match. Survival of the fittest.
Boss: Take all your property and get out of here!?!?!
Me: I already have it.
Boss: where, the hell?
Me: a dream…..
Mine, personally. Yours, optionally…
A motto I still believe in. I don’t chant it nowadays, but I’m starting it today…