Författare: xikano_2

Get used it, it’s life. Nothing else can be done. In all its drudge and monotony, it’s life, so get over it. People really actually don’t see this but there you have it, in all its splenders and wonders in every sunset and every nightfall, you couldn’t ask for more. Yet people dream on, they…

The resemblence was unique, it couldn’t of been otherwise. The beauty surpassed everything I have seen. It was what the greeks call kheir and our atom scientists chiral two of the same, in essence, and this was chirality. I took one good look and I was dead ceartin this was the One. In my life…

Get used it, it’s life. Nothing else can be done. In all its drudge and monotony, it’s life, so get over it. People really actually don’t see this but there you have it, in all its splendors and wonders in every sunset and every nightfall, you couldn’t ask for more. Yet people dream on, they…

The resemblance was unique, it couldn’t of been otherwise. The beauty surpassed everything I have seen. It was what the greeks call kheir and our atom scientists chiral two of the same, in essence, and this was chirality. I took one good look and I was dead certain this was the One. In my life…

He liked hiding behind it. It gave him a comfort of sorts, an insurance in the event something backfired. Every now and then he would lurch from behind it and peek through its crevices. You’d have to be really astute to pick it up or really fond of him to understand his curios ways. I…

It was one of those decisions that would later, almost surely, nagg him all night and he took it. He had made many decisions before but this one struck a deep chord. He just couldn’t figure it out. Why in all the world this peculiar yet simple act could have so many repercussions. He went…

He liked hiding behind it. It gave him a comfort of sorts, an insurance in the event something backfired. Every now and then he would lurch from behind it and peek through its crevices. You’d have to be really astute to pick it up or really fond of him to understand his curios ways. I…

It was one of those decisions that would later, almost surely, nagg him all night and he took it. He had made many decisions before but this one struck a deep chord, he just couldn’t figure it out yet why in all the world this peculiar yet simple act could have so many repercussions later.…

The day after. It was horrible. He coulnd’t sleep. He tossed and tossed and tossed, the blankets had been itching him all fucking night. T’was his fault anyways, he stolen that freaking blanket from his last day at the army, way back when he did any motion at all. Now he sits there, in front…