Will || 13 || Taken by the best girl ever ♥ || Mother Russia,
enough said


A RED STORM IS COMING

I ♥ Christina, forever && always




There is no hope. We are shadows stumbling through the endless
freezing dark of existence.  All is futile. We try to impose meaning
on the chaos of being, but there is no meaning. We cultivate a
pointless optimism as our bodies decay and disintegrate towards the
grave. We hope for the future, but in the end we come to dust. In the
end, even the stars are extinguished and entropy reduces everything to
a valueless nullity. We cannot win. We cannot break even. We cannot
even stay out of the game. There is no hope. There is no escape. We
are alone with this endless horror.

IA DISCORDIA
HAIL ERIS
HAIL CTHULU
HAIL TZEENCH