No, like the fabled riders of the apocalypse, but instead of three, seven horsemen came crawling out from the depths of hell, and let me tell you, war changed.
Shame By D.I. Jolly
Deep down I know it’s a lie. I’m just a bit ashamed to admit it sometimes.
Spicy Eyes
Sometimes, normally on Thursdays, I think that if I could read minds I wouldn’t even notice.