Vindici616

It is never the fall that kills us, but the impact of hitting the earth. I don't mind being broken to pieces, for this fall is my own choice. You're a thief - you have stolen my vision. Blind and stubborn, I tighten my grip. I'm still able to smell your submission, I still hear my hand on your hip. You're a dealer - my soul is your profit, I have come to make good on my debt. Drink away then - before you know it, I will be drinking yours instead. You're a mockingbird - I am your target, only this time the joke is on you. Keep on struggling if that's how you like it, but my rematch is long overdue. It is never the fall that kil