I am now in love with the idea that Londoners are huddled inside, pointing out the windows at the sky as the Eye of Sauron prowls the night and they mutter prayers to their absent god.
We are everywhere and everyone. We are nowhere and nobody. Underneath the mask is nothing and everything.
(14-11-2014 10:48 AM)shadow_strike Wrote: IS THIS REALLY MY 100TH POST? TALKING ABOUT FUCKING WEATHER? WHAT THE FUCK