In heaven all the interesting people are missing. - Friedrich Nietzsche


his memories, contorted flowing from some other dimensional realm fractured and broken in pieces reflecting what's left along the recesses of his convoluted mind on a good day he sees tomorrow brimming with hope for the future on most days, disaster on most nights, napalm...

© alisajs


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