I liked the funny words you like today, the most liked of it. Your picture is very much like your picture. Your picture looks very beautiful. You are actually very nice and handsome. I really liked it very much. You like your smile. Actually a real man
I do like my smile. It reminds me of the day I stood on the field of rantayouiné. The copper stench of blood filling my nostrils as I gazed upon the ruined bodies of those who thought to stand against me.
Despite my victory a solitary tear tracked through the filth and gore on my cheek.
I had killed husbands, father's and sons. But what I wept for most of all was the part of me that died that sorry day.
You're making me cry here......bahahahahahahaha!
Hehe, this was my favourite !!
Thank you very much. You gave me some time in very busy times and gave some adept talk that I liked so much that you can visit my profile and hope to come to me, hopefully you will give me a profile from my profile. If you see something wrong, give me suggestions so that I can work well. I know these words However, I do not mind talking here not just
I will come to you. Though you may yet regret this. For as I walked the bloody path from my victory at rantayouiné a sword pierced me from below. Someone without honour who had only pretended to be among the dead.
My blade chopped down on his neck ending his sorry life. The damage was done however.
The healers tended me day and night. Till at last one came to me and said.
My lord, the blade was poisoned, you have yet mere days before the bitter end.
At this he was so overcome at the iniquity of the world he pulled a short dagger from his robe and plunged it into his own breast crying for the gods to take him and not me.
They took him, and in the days that followed they came for me too
I had yet one more trick left in this life. A trick that allows me to communicate thus to you.
But it has left me marked. Neither of the living or the dead. My blood is cold and my lungs no longer rise in time to my heart. Yet still I walk the earth. The sunlight burns me. Yet still I walk the earth. Though it be night, I will come to you.