War makes it happy
It looks at you, as you butcher each other. As you make of each other nothing but blood and guts. You still treat it like a mother, a loving, caring one. When will you learn that she is no good?
It looks at you, as you butcher each other. As you make of each other nothing but blood and guts. You still treat it like a mother, a loving, caring one. When will you learn that she is no good?