On 21st Dec 2012, It was all the same for me. They said the world would end.
It was all the same…
Early morning sun made me stretch, the chilly breeze whispered a snooze. 201 more words
Since I know I’m gonna write a hell of shit here and its already giving me complexity to decide its title. It’s just the beginning and I’m getting feeling that it can exasperate pseudo sports lover and patriots to that level that my fate could be worse than charlie-hebdo’s cartoonists. 848 more words