I attempted to hang myself and days after that I started becoming delusional.
Did something happened to my neck? I don't remember it snapping.
I went for the choking kind, not the kind of hanging that would snap my neck—just incase I don't want to.
instead I keep seeing this horrible, horrible, horrid plagues at the corner. Some necks mile long, some as dark as the night, some with faces that has the features of a man, but isn't a man.
Owning a Kangal puppy isn’t just a purchase, it’s a responsibility.
You need special state permits, you can’t take them abroad, and breeder prices can reach $10,000.
Fought a half-primate, half-mammal. The bastard was a begotten of a mongoliform and a pygmoid—horrid look, swarthy and deploring.
They held it as a boxing match. I am not fond of boxing—it's coy for the young backs but not for some otherness.
I had a dream about a sward in the middle of the atlantic ocean; it was beautiful, with pristine snows sprouting, and candid lakes and wondrous fair wine dark sky.