104, H Buscando F, No definido, En línea
Estatus: Shower me in shades of blue, tearing at my skin to hide the wounds. Flowers laid on empty tombs, covering my bruises. Running through the snow, tracks breed wolves, eyes wide shut in the open cold. Condemn my soul. Condemn my soul...
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| Ascaeus_Sinder |
You find a group of the slow ones, then put a rabbit or something on the ground and watch the zombies get bobbed and weaved by it 😂 - Hace 4 segundos |
| Dylan-- |
Oh shiesse! Its Jangels Crysler! - Hace 1 minutos |
| Ascaeus_Sinder |
Cause Zombies are fun? - Hace 2 minutos |
