Crawling to the big corner of my room, my beautiful spider stares from his beautiful thick web. His home will soon be gone, his life will soon be over. "Yours too" seamed to say the spider just before my foot squashed him and spread a bizarre looking liquid on the cold floor. He went by the name of Ksanavicius.
- What do you think of my story Maria?
- Io no te entiendo Stankevicius, io no te entiendo...
1 comment:
Ar fi fost emo daca as fi vrut sa ma fac pe mine sa sufar, dar eu vreau sa fac pe altcineva sa sufere, deci e sadic :D Well, cred. Niciodata nu am inteles total care este faza cu astia emo.
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