And there I stood alone in the lifeless street surrounded by a horde of the undead. The flickering glow of the Molotov highlights my torn and ragged attire, raising it to light the broke cigarette hanging from my mouth. A slow inhale as the end glows a vibrant orange, pull my arm back and snapping it forward the home made ordinance races through the skin tumbling in summersalt of fire.
As the bottle erupts across the blood soaked concrete the corpse become engulfed in a wall of orange and yellow. The stench of burning flesh and iron fill the air in plumes of black smoke. No panic or pain come from these things as they wandering about as human torches.
Send me this book âđŒ Iâd like to read more
Unfortunately itâs all twisted up in this brain
Brains will be twisted at times. Your preaching to the choir BD đ€Șđ«Ą
Mind melting body numbing rush of insanity straight to the frontal lobe
My mind is numb body is sore donât wanna canât do this no more but I do see it thru to the other side canât decide
How is it that I live 35 mins outta town and I can make it ON TIME to work at 7 and my fucking managers who live in town canât be on fucking time. đ
Fucking annoying bullshit. I canât wait to just fucking quit.
How is it only Tuesday đ©
i live for the weekends these days lol
Itâs the occasional two consecutive days of no work with many shenanigans
I would LOVE to choose violence some days
Violence may not be the answer but it is the solution
I canât. Eber. Just. Relax.
Iâm never allowed đđ€đ»
Hope you have a great day đ€đ€
And with the swing of his ax the momentum of his weight shifts sending the steel at full force through his enemies skull. The eruption of brain and bone fragments disperse into the air shrouded by a mist of red. Blood lust fuels his onslaught driving him further into the battle. The screams of pain and anger compliment the ringing of metal and bashing of shields. âFocus nowâ he tells himself among the chaos. The quick whistle of a sword cutting the air whisps near his ear
A dance of stamina and skill begins, as a decorated warrior takes his eager turn at our fabled hero. Parries and feints from both as they move cautiously around the blood soaked battlefield. Like a well choreographed ballet the two take turns at the others life.
Not bad just chilling, bored
Iâm alright thanks, working
Iâm having a me day. Fuck work.
Lol enjoy your YOU day then đ
