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Nl is crazy like that. |
This babe is so fresh ! Please what is she eating and using ? Omor fresh from the womb. |
Terrible. |
Goalnaldo:Thanks |
Jesuspikin8:Wrong plus wrong can never make things right. If you find a good woman then this will all dissolve. The whole issue here is that both genders should respect, cherish and understand each other. After all, the aim should be to solve the problem , not worsen it. |
Look for loyalty,maturity, tolerance and friendship. Love does not exist except for family. There are monsters grasping at you, you never noticed. Now, dont let them get you. Love is a trick and a trap they use to eat you alive while you look the other way. There is only logic/lust not love. They will kill you. Or dont take me seriously. Nothing is chasing you. I just feel like saying scary shii. lol. |
![]() this guy is so funny interesting and funny. |
Indeed ! It is not easy to stay alive when you feel you've failed. It feels like there is nothing left to live for. But, these are the trials of life and we just have to try and stand, even when other human beings add to your pain. I wish he had just decided to hold on. |
I really love everything about this look on her. |
donifez:Who knows? They just shoved a man at the public and said ' thats your guy' . There is the possibility that they just picked a petty criminal or innocent man and nailed him. Records, history and proof for the public. Im glad they caught the guy but it will be better if we can be sure without doubt. |
DrayZee:Definately will keep you up to date. It was not scary, it was like a movie |
DrayZee:plenty more .... I dreamt this entire story last night lol. Like a vision. Started writing by two or so, once i woke up. |
donstan18:You lie. |
He used my phone to watch porn. And used an app that i didnt use on my phone, to browse it. Then he never cleared the history bla bla bla. Page was just open like that. I went to see my friend in her hostel. Her bunky was playing with my phone. Babe saw everything and went to report me to my friend, as in, so my friend can look at me with suspicion too. Friendy did not want to know and did not care sef. I was wondering why her bunkmate will see pics of women and think i am the one watching, cuz to feel something for another naked girl in porn......no interest for me there, as a woman. Anyway i was super embarassed and annoyed. Told my male friend who used the phone what happened and he apologized. |
GURION:Thankyou. I am really glad you like it |
I agree solidly with every point ! Completely, i can relate. Just that i prefer reading any novel, newspaper or article that is so interesting/entertaining than to go for anything else, thats my weakness. Front page material ! c.c lalasticlala and co. |
XhosaNostra:yes, i do tend to leave out the womens part of the blame, my bad. You made sense. |
post=82365439:You've spoken well. |
I swear guys dont care and they just pressurize constantly, and whenever they get what they want they are off. Women are vunerable, we just dont have it easy, and not every woman is strong to push off advances EVERY SINGLE WEEK. Her case is sad and a pity. |
The child looked up at him and at that moment he knew, that despite all the fond gestures extended by the agents responsible for bringimg this one to him, there would always be memories of terror. Memories of killing on command, loved ones, without being able to stop. Running from bullets, running from grenades, running from terror but unable to truly escape because the monster was in you. Stories lurked in the childs grey eyes and he didn't want to know. A knowing look, a glint of madness or mischief entered those eyes as they gazed upon him. A female voice issued forth. " You are the leader of Facility T, one of the numerous facilities created to protect and cater to the needs of abnormals like me. I trust i will be safe here. " Her gaze on him was steady, but he could see the fear within her eyes. " That you are right about, my child " he paused and smiled at her. Then he squatted down and looked at her more directly. "But for once, you are wrong about one thing.You are not abnormal. And you are home" |
In the distance, he saw three shadows steadily approach in his direction. They seemed untouched by the scourges of the desert. But this was only because, he knew, two of those shadows belonged to creatures that seemed human enough, seemed handsome enough, but were mutants created by the war. Their bodies were mixtures of human and machine parts. Between them, a human creature of medium height. Another war child, he thought. ******** They reached him within an hour, without a sign of weakness in them, at an unnatural speed for normal humans. He stood rigidly before the facility, his tall and muscular body appearing like a large dark shadow in the evening atmosphere. " Mr Black " one of the men called to him in a deep voice. They shoved the child between them forward. " They brought another. " The child, despite being known for what he or she was, had been affectionately attired in clothing that was undoubtedly supposed to help protect those travelling in the desert. |
Since they could read thoughts, they detected any threat to them before the second it approached. Here was where the madness of the gift lay. The virus/defect or whatever it could be called had caused them to have a defence reaction whenever danger was sensed. Now, if these children detected anything, they would become extremely hostile and within five minutes, like a natural and uncontrollable reaction, they killed. They had become dangerous death machines and were now determined to be more hazardous than useful. Soldiers shot at them on the spot, parents and bewildered citizens killed the children of their countries faster than wind , because they were afraid. Afraid that the children would see the weakness in them and end them with the lightning speed of a wrath from above. Black Joe thought of these things, and he felt the dry caress of sand between his open fingers. The remorse for the children would ever be more than the sand in the desert. |
This was worse. The war had birthed a new monster within the children. The victims of war, and they came forth with the reincarnated souls of the slain, filled with vengeance and tainted with a thirst for new blood. A new evil had taken over. This set of children all over the world now had what you could call 'supernatural powers' . Infected with viruses from machine parts combined with their bodies, and other war weapons which were biological and released into nature, they had survived and were no longer normal. The children now abnormally intelligent, like machines. They had the ability now to see the future few minutes before it came to be. They could analyse peoples characters and determine what they could do before it happened. Like a paradox, an upside down miracle, they became the first humans to have no trace of germs or diseases within them and to survive just like that. There were a few disadvantages though. The children could detect weakness of any sort in any being within seconds. |
BACK IN TIME. MENSAV DESERT. . AD. Black Joe looked over the desert as the darkness slowly crept over it. The desert - beautiful , like a dream, yet so deadly, like a serpent. He took in its deceptive serenity with his brown eyes. In its emptiness, one could decieve himself that all was peace, that there was no human conflict existed, all around was peace. But in truth, the world was full of blood and it cried. The blood cried. All over now, in Africa, Europe, Israel and round the world generally, there was war. A worse war this time. A war using viruses and machines , some half human and some more intelligent than humans that killed with speed. A war like this must result in dire consequences, but what was emerging was more horrible than what had been in World War 1 and 2. Who are the ones to suffer the effects of the war most, who are the worst affected casualties ? The children. However the new set of casualties were not just hunger and disease ridden kids battling with kwashiokor and the like |
The eagle flew in the barren blue skies above the desert, and the gaze of a doomed man followed. " Today may be the day i die" he said aloud. " But at least i die doing something as good as my brother did, not dying in vain " A hard, weather beaten man by his side nodded and for a moment , they gazed at each other, then turned back to look at the sunny, ever blue, pitiless sky with no clouds. Two old men sat at a dry table across from them. Between them they twirled a dusty blue stone on its sharp tip. Depending on the side it landed, one of them would be the first to join the group of defenders for Facility T, and that man eventually die in conflict. It was like a symbol. A gamble in the middle of oncoming doom. A blue stone patterned with desert dust, twirling. |
I want to read more about these adventures Jonathan had ! |
I wish there was a programme to help him. but who is this guy on front page that always posts porn and he has never been banned? |
Rekhina:Lol thats just me. |
CAPSLOCKED:One thing sha, when i said you guys will never change, i meant that you are already what you think you are. I only wanted my friend not to bother about it , cuz that is not worth it. |
Rekhina:I love your passion and admire the loyalty of your girls. For me i dont think this ubunja is the problem. No, these men have always been like that and will forever be like that. If things get worse, ubunja is only one human in the world, they all have brains, they change because they want it and they like it. We can only be grateful for those few rare ones that treat the other gender equally and with respect and also gets that respect back in return. For you to come out like this is honorable |
hammerVJ:I swear it will be better if they catch him |
I hope they can catch the real killer. Truly the cam quality seems bad and now the killer will know they are looking for him. |
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You are so sensitive miss purple