by InfernalAngel » Sun Jul 31, 2011 12:23 am
Granted, but everyobne in the wolrd rebels against you, and cuts your limbs off, though you somehow live and your bloody head is atached to a spike.
I wish for.... pancakes
"Auferre, trucidare, rapere, falsis nominibus imperium; atque, ubi solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant."
"They plunder, they slaughter, and they steal: this they falsely name Empire, and where they make a wasteland, they call it peace."