Writers have woker powers!

Bins of nothing were in the empty room, as sound was gone as well, the limits of hell.

She!

Its fun in the rain with my brain and my heart, and my ten toes, my reality, my pug nose.😃

What is life all about? Its a progressive activity. In hope that something more amazing will be realized. After all most animals are better suited for earth should tell you something.

Some people I love, some I loath, those I loath usually belong in San Quentin.

I have prevented many major disasters from happening so far. That should count for something.