The joy of the Mountain Bike road trip.
I had no idea the price of a life nor how wrong I was, for I did not see the Nazgul in its true form, to the point where I wished for death
Shock waves from trauma and fear echo throughout time
I’d like to have it tied to the trunk as something I happen to gaze at in my rear view mirror while I extend the middle finger as desired.
I am not okay right now.
I can tell you what I am right now: disappointed, sad, and a little angry.
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Let me tell you this; the heart is a fickle ally.