With every breath, I rise anew,
A flame that flickers, bold and true.
In storms of doubt, I stand my ground—
I laugh in the face of whispered death.
Gothic Poet writer, Death defiant and COD Mobile player.
I think my coffee loves me. 😂
I think my coffee loves me. 😂
and you turn on the lights and see this. 👇🏻.
🤣😂😖🫣🤢
and you turn on the lights and see this. 👇🏻.
🤣😂😖🫣🤢
I think I’m in the holiday spirit.
🤣😖🔫
I think I’m in the holiday spirit.
🤣😖🔫
listen to them too much they will betray you.
listen to them too much they will betray you.
How are guys dealing with this?
How are guys dealing with this?
This picture was taken last year.
This picture was taken last year.
Here is a little poem I wrote.
I hope you like it.
From ashes rise, a spectral sigh,
A wisp of soul, adrift on high.
A chilling touch, a mournful sound,
In shadowed depths, lost souls are found.
Here is a little poem I wrote.
I hope you like it.
From ashes rise, a spectral sigh,
A wisp of soul, adrift on high.
A chilling touch, a mournful sound,
In shadowed depths, lost souls are found.
In the stillness where shadows creep,
Beneath the moon's pale, ghostly sweep,
A silence wraps the world in night,
As whispers dance in fading light.
🧵👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻
In the stillness where shadows creep,
Beneath the moon's pale, ghostly sweep,
A silence wraps the world in night,
As whispers dance in fading light.
🧵👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻
Where’s everyone?
Where’s everyone?