He is a manipulative phsycopathic murderer, hell bent on destroying his country, he goes to war with his countries army and he is on track to winning the war.
He will do whatever it takes and he will kill everybody who stands in his way, he makes it known that he will kill for his pleasure.
He will throw his family on the line, he will throw his friends on the line but there is only 1 living thing...
The bustling night life of the big city, the city that never sleeps. It’s amazing, it feels euphoric. It’s like a drug that is incredibly addictive.
The bustling streets act as a surprise cover for my covert double life. On the outside, I am a friendly guy who works at the zoo but on the inside, I stalk people that approach me at the zoo and “discard” of them.
The field looks filled with fresh vibrant green grass. The grass smells of fresh laundry coming right out of the dryer. Tulips and even more vibrant plants sprouted the month before. They make the field look complete. Everything seems so serene and picturesque. Nothing feels real in this field. It isn’t real. This field is nothing but a dream, a nice memory that occasionally pops into your head. Y...
