Monday, March 31, 2014

All I have to post this evening:


”You’re no better than the Angels who held me back from saving the poor ImPious men being slaughtered right in front of me. And I’m sorry to say that, but it’s true. Because now you’re trying to stop even your own daughter from saving somebody, and it’s sick. I’m sorry . . . I really am.”
At least I'm getting some inspiration. Until tomorrow!

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