you're the liar" - Mimi Force
Time did not mean anything to those who had too much of it, but it was even more precious once it was limited.
Black is the color of night. White is the true color of death
This is not some silly game...This is life and death Angels and demons.
Maybe weakness is a strength of a kind.
A promise, a bond, a joy, a love for the ages, for the history books.…But what was love but pain?