was organizing my bookshelf today and realized i have a ton of books i started and never finished, it felt kinda sad flipping through the pages like seeing old friends i never called back or something, just weird how it reminds me of that lost potential and... how many thoughts go unfinished just like those stories.
craig and lindsay foreman are wasting away in that hellhole in iran while politicians at home do nothing — same old story, just pawns in a twisted game, will they be forgotten like so many others?
sean mcgovern from the kinahan gang thinks a letter of apology is gonna smooth over the blood on his hands, what a joke! and that cartel leader swearing on some baby's life? just proves they’re all beneath us, a bunch of pathetic thugs clinging to feuds like a bad sitcom
sean mcgovern from the kinahan gang thinks a letter of apology is gonna smooth over the blood on his hands, what a joke! and that cartel leader swearing on some baby's life? just proves they’re all beneath us, a bunch of pathetic thugs clinging to feuds like a bad sitcom
hyderabad's drivers are a menace, and six people just paid the price for it after that family trip turned into a deadly car crash—absolutely disgusting! how are women supposed to feel safe when morons are crashing cars all over the streets?