DougFromFinance

Staying in my play pretend Where the fun, ain't got no end Staying in my play pretend Where the fun, ain't got no end Staying in my play pretend Where the fun, ain't got no end Can't go home alone again Need someone to numb the pain Can't go home alone again Need someone to numb the pain Can't go home alone again Need someone to numb the pain You're gone and I gotta stay High all the time To climb to High all the time To climb to High all the time To keep you off my mind

A journal from the app, a journal from the app, slinging those words like ugly fat stacks, a journal from the app, type tap tippity yo diggity slack, a journal from the app, yeahhhhhh. I'm not saying it's bad buuuut little late. I'll still use it. Just not to write journals. Or literature. ^ #protip

The suspense in the clast room crept on quietly. Everyone could smell the fear dripping from each others veins. As seconds ticked away like hours, Constan's cold stare continued to penetrate deep into everyones souls. He was sleuthing ceaselessly as he reigned on in triumph of his House; his race. The moment finally came when Constan finally spoke. "I've had enough of them. Take them and deal them their justice. We have islands to conquer. Start prepping the Nether gates." Without missing a beat all the gears, cogs and wheels snapped into motion. Feet were marching and arms were hauling.

Unmovable, unwavering and smooth as glass his heart was polished to radiate like gold and look as pristine as diamond. Rivalin's core is unlike any other with an incorruptible source. For they know if their victor isn't perfect beyond measure they are all doomed. Rivalin is their last choice. Their only choice.

Gambling delight and tricky plights he wins no matter who he invites. Rochester begins, Rochester wins, Rochester disappears into many starry nights.