Me:oh Deucalion the demon wolf
❝Gentler words should have been used to give voice to reality's sting,❞ Fausta remarked with her head bowed, hoping thought won't deliver daggers to chest. At her 20th year, she has already seen a number of fellow slaves reduced to nothing but a specter of their former self, suffering forever tattooed on the entirety of their flesh.
{Nope. I already have and daughter that is like a treasure to me}
"Hey I am Priya. Can you give me Thomson's number?"
You'll never shine if you don't glow
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
My world's on fire, how about yours?
Only shooting stars break the mold
The water's getting warm so you might as well swim
All that glitters is gold
Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show, on get paid
Hey now, you're a rock star, get the show on, get paid