Liberated, we can show this
nationalism what we can do!
You are democratic to me,
and I am democratic to you!
Vote for me until the fight against
Serbian nationalism has been won!
His despotism and fascism
aren’t gonna give a thing to us!
In democracy and liberty,
we put our faith and trust!
Staying democratic,
we must, we must, we must,
turn his nationalistic ass
ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
with our Hearts of Iron!
With our will to Ultra Kill!
To never lose our
true Serbian way!

Love capsule


love in a pill capsule
Swallowing my fear no more pain
can’t believe Cupid
Shot the wrong bitch
Love capsule got me so damn high  might needed catch up
With me  off this earth
Heart so divine Love capsule
All in my body kissing so slow
Gripping your hips come closer
Don’t be scared tease you for awhile don’t wanna rush waiting for this Love capsule to kick in got my face deep in your lagoon asked me what it taste like
Taste like my new bitch cause I don’t eat pussy unless you my bitch Love capsule got me slutting you out for hours Love capsule to blame too many soul ties is you in love with me or is you loving the demon that comes out of me when I’m off this capsule releasing demons tonight
Screaming all night speaking in tongues Love capsule got you under my spell now you won’t be disappointed came here for rounds Love capsule all in my body
Diving deep in your lagoon flood the
Sheets don’t hold back putting everything in you pull your hair
Smack that ass spitting all your juices Back in your mouth don’t kiss no ass but I’ll lick that booty hole camera on be my little porn star my little thunder clap pounding all night wanna stretch that pussy wanna
Make that pussy stretch got you
Climaxing all night Love capsule got me Everlasting punching that bottom
Eyes rolling in the back of your head
Gripping your throat watch me beat your little pussy tell me how it feels what’s my name don’t tell me that pussy mine just renting for tonight you may call me on another late night wont take you on dates only date we going on is in my bed room Netflix keep asking is we watching
Haven’t paid any attention
Since her ass got in the bed
Tied her hair up dick rock hard
got her nails
Deep in my back drawing hearts in
My back diving deeper so damn deep can feel her kidneys shake that ass while I’m behind you whip that pussy no pussy whipping me Love capsule got me in my zone fucking her like I love her forever , forever is never so I’m going all out tonight won’t mislead you baby tell you nothing but the truth I’m here to
Fuck the shit out of you off this
Love capsule make your body
Leave this realm got you open
Heart all involved tell all your friends
How your body left this earth tell them about the thrill I gave you last night round after round non stop pounding pussy rain forest wet
Swimming all night Love capsule
To blame


Yours truly
- برينتون نيكولاس

It’s funny how someone less than a month can you feel comfortable loved safe and cherish . Feel so safe with you even though you are far away yes I’ve been in toxic relationships that was abusive mentally and physically but with this feels safe and secure.

His warm smile , big bright eyes with thick lashes don’t even mention that thick sexy lips and the sound of his laughter makes my day.

He’s one in a million and I don’t want to lose him our conversation are fun we would talk everyday and every night and it’s funny how I didn’t notice him for two years.

Well kinda I was rude in the first part and all who knows me my mouth is nasty I don’t have any manners 😂it’s not something I’m proud of but I like it like that rude and bitter 🫶🏾👌

Just the sight of him gets me horny my pussy wet and mouth wetter I can’t control my hormones for him I just want to fuck fuck fuck fuckkkkkk don’t even mention suck the things I want to do with him ohhh lord I know I’m hell .

I just want to him beat that dick on my lip before entering my throat gag on it and watches his eyes roll and toes curl .

Swear this nigga brings out the freak in me like I don’t wanna spit I wanna swallow and keep his babies safe and warm.

𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘣𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵

Slowly, painfully, bitterly
Standing still
Watching their backs
Vanishing in space
Frozen in place
Time passes by
But memories remain
Buried deep within
The hollow chamber
Only to creep out
Time and time again
Time moves on
Seasons change
Yet, the hurt remains
The memories never really fade

People appear
And then disappear
Empty-handed, they arrive
Take a piece of the heart as they depart
Leaving nothing but an empty soul, torn apart
An empty void that can’t be filled
There dwell the memories
Buried within, inside the heart

People come and go
Leave footprints behind
That never fade
Time heals
But the scars remain
After the night, the day arrives
Only for the night to return again
It’s a cycle that repeats
They leave only to return
Like a whisper in the wind
Like rain after the sun
Buried deep within
The memories resurface
Creeping out
Crawling in the darkness
Haunting the night
Wasting the day
People leave only to return again
As memories
That never fade
The hurt never leaves
The scars remain

People come and leave
Only to steal a piece of the heart
To steal peace from life
Leaving behind a heavy weight
Known as 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴

The first time I saw you,
I don’t remember how I felt.
Was I good to you,
Or did I only cry?

How you looked
Or how I looked to you
What you felt
When you first saw me,
How you felt
when you held me in your arms.

Did I cry or smile?
Was I a bother?
Did I make you suffer?
Were you happy
When I called your name for the first time,
Or when I looked at you with a smile?

Did you ever hate me,
Or do you hate me now?
I don’t know,
I seem to know nothing about you..
But you know everything about me.

I don’t remember how you looked when I first saw you,
But I will always remember your face till the day I die.
You will probably be the only person
I will think of on my deathbed.

Even someday when we won’t be together.
I will never really stop loving you as long as I live,
No matter how far apart we may be.
No matter how much I may hate you,
But I love you more than anything.

You have a whole lot of people around you,
But for me, you’re the only one I can see.
In this crowded world, you’re the only one I know.
So please do not ever leave me behind.
As long as I live, stay by my side.

At times, you make me feel suffocated,
But you’re the only one I can think of when I am sick.
Your name is the only thing my heart remembers in pain.
I may not remember how you looked when I first saw you,
But you’ll be the only one I will remember till my last breath.

If ’love’ really is real, you will be the only person I will ever love,
Even if it hurts, you will be the only one.
So till the day I die, please stay by my side,
Don’t ever leave me behind.

I may not be your first,
But you will be the only one for me,
I hope you know that, mom.

All the voices in my head keep telling me to end.
Sometimes, I don’t want to leave my bed.

This mundane life repeats itself,
It doesn’t stop, it doesn’t stay still.

In the evening, I contemplate life,
During the night, it’s just another tide I need to survive.

In the morning, I don’t want to leave my bed,
This cycle just keeps repeating itself.

It’s nothing new, I’ve been living and will continue to do,
But some days, I yearn to break free from this endless queue.

Now I am stuck in this tunnel with no end in sight.
I know if I walk enough, I will find the light.

𝘠𝘦𝘵
𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴
𝘮𝘺
𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺
𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥
𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢
𝘭𝘪𝘦

If time really heals all the pain,
If there’s a light at the end,

I don’t know what I am even living for,
I don’t know if I will make it through.

Yet at the same time, I just want to stay,
I cling to hope, even if it seems like a lie.

A hope for a better day and a better life,
Some days I feel all the things, living doesn’t seem as bad,

𝘠𝘦𝘵
𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴
𝘮𝘺
𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺
𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥
𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢
𝘭𝘪𝘦

This journey never seems to end,
Time never seems to stop.

Is it too fast or am I just too slow?
I just want to break free from this curse.

There are many questions, I wish someone could tell,
There are many reasons to hold on.

Yet all the bads overshadow all the goods,
Until only thing keeps repeating in my head.

Will just walking get me out of this hell?
Will this cycle ever stop repeating itself?

Is there even light at the end?
Or just another darkness awaiting?

In twilight’s grasp, there echoes a tune,
A melancholy melody that sings of the moon,
Music’s bittersweet embrace, where sorrow does bloom,
A symphony of tears, a somber lamentation’s swoon.

Each note like drops of rain, falling from the sky,
Aching chords that whisper tales of goodbye,
The sorrowful strings weep, as the melodies sigh,
Music’s mournful embrace, where broken hearts lie.

Through sorrowed lyrics and haunting refrains,
The emotions tremble, as the silence wanes,
In every cadence and lyric, longing remains,
Music’s mournful embrace, forever it sustains.

Yet, within the sadness, a solace is found,
For music becomes the sanctuary, where hearts rebound,
Through tear-stained melodies, healing can be crowned,
Though sad, with each rhythm, strength can be found.

So let the music play, let the tears freely flow,
For in its melancholy, healing begins to grow,
Let the sorrowful melodies heal the wounds we know,
In the sadness of its beauty, our spirits shall glow.

So... where are you headed now?” Monse timidly answered that we were going to Indianola to search for supplies. Slender slowly withdrew his shotgun from Herson’s mouth and tried to convince us that it had all been overrun by the dead. ”We want to see for ourselves, but thanks anyway,” Ismael said with a frightened look. Suddenly, Slender asked us, seemingly out of context, if we wanted to work for him. After the incident with the shotgun, I already knew that I wanted nothing to do with him or his group.

As I was about to say that we had no need for Slender’s services, he suddenly punched Herson in the face with full force. Ismael panicked and pulled out his weapon, but Ellep remained calm and ignored the situation. I aimed my gun at Slender and whispered to Monse to open the door and run with me into the woods on my signal. Slender looked at me and began laughing. ”What are you going to do, little man, shoot me?” he said mockingly. I gave Monse the signal and we ran into the woods, but Ellep stayed in the car, staring tensely into emptiness.

”Come on, what are you waiting for?” Slender shouted to his men. We ran and ran, but Slender’s men were close behind. After a while, I ran out of breath and collapsed onto the ground. Monse, who was still fit enough, tried to help me up, but I pushed her away and ordered her to run to Sally and keep herself safe. However, she refused to listen to me. ”Monse, please, you have to go,” I said, handing her my pistol. She looked at me one last time and ran away.

I grabbed a thick stick lying on the dirty forest floor and crouched behind a tree, waiting for Slender’s men to run past me. Then, I struck them in the face with the stick. I heard footsteps approaching on the leafy ground and hit the person with the stick in the face as well. He fell to the ground, apparently unconscious. Just as I was about to take his weapon, one of Slender’s men turned the corner and aimed his gun at me. ”Don’t move,” he said, and I raised my hands in the air and turned around. Then, he approached me and hit me with his weapon, knocking me unconscious.

footsteps approaching on the leafy ground and hit the person with the stick in the face as well. He fell to the ground, apparently unconscious. Just as I was about to take his weapon, one of Slender’s men turned the corner and aimed his gun at me. ”Don’t move,” he said, and I raised my hands in the air and turned around. He then approached me and hit me with his weapon, knocking me unconscious.

Who am I, who was I, who will I be? I was knocked out, but I could still hold my funeral speech in my head, I felt dead, dead like a gazelle without legs, dead like the right to be who we want to be, dead like we all if no one comes to save us. It’s only been one day and we’re already being attacked by our own kind. What will they do with me? Will I die, be enslaved, or used as a punching bag? I don’t know, but I hope Farah won’t be too sad if it happens. Oh God, please give me your help, give me strength, and please protect Farah.

Monse ran through the forest, running as fast as she could. Even though no one had been following her for five minutes, she kept running with a pain in her side. From a distance, she saw Sally’s farm and picked up her pace. ”SALLY...SALLY,” Monse shouted from the edge of the forest. When she arrived, Sally wasn’t there, and Monse searched the farm, but no one was there. She screamed into the air, but there was no sign of life until she heard footsteps on the leafy forest ground. It was Javi, one of the survivors. ”Javi, where are the others?” Monse asked urgently. ”They’re still in the forest,” Javi said, asking why she wanted to know. She told Javi everything that had happened, and they both ran back into the forest to Sally and the others.

”I’ve always felt like a nobody, even before everything started. At just 19, my parents were deported, and I had to live with a relative in Mississippi. I had to work full-time since I turned 18, barely having any time for myself. Taking care of Farah, my younger sister, consumed my entire life. I never had friends or experienced the feeling of love. And as if that weren’t enough, a war broke out in my homeland, and I’m certain my parents are no longer alive. So what’s the problem? Why can’t I just die? My name is Ismail Al Sharabi, and I long for deliverance.”

Monse and Javi ran towards Sally and the others in the woods. ”Monse, are you back already?” asked Sally. Monse told Sally that Ismael and the others had been attacked. Sally instinctively asked if Monse was okay. Without answering, Monse grabbed Sally’s hand and tried to pull her towards the farm to drive to Ismael. ”Monse, what are you doing?” asked Sally. ”We’re looking for Ismael,” replied Monse.

Javi went up to Monse and removed her hand from Sally’s. ”Javi, what are you doing?” asked Monse, confused. Javi explained that it was too risky, but Monse put her hands over her ears so she wouldn’t have to hear him. Sally grabbed Monse and pulled her hands away from her ears. ”I’m sorry, Monse, but it’s too dangerous,” said Javi. There were seconds of silence, filled with disappointment.

”What if it was Sucre,” Monse yelled. Sucre was Javi’s son who lived in Massachusetts with his mother. Javi stayed silent until he angrily pointed his finger at Monse’s face. ”Don’t you dare say his name,” Javi replied furiously. Monse answered with a simple, mean, ”Make me.” There were a few seconds of silence until a voice was heard in the distance. It was Farah, asking if she could eat the black berries. Everyone looked at Farah from a distance. No one said anything, as they all thought about how Ismael was Farah’s only family. Ellep and Herson didn’t matter to Sally, but she changed her mind and looked at Monse. ”Come on, let’s go get that idiot back,” Sally said.

Ismael awoke to find himself on a cold, dirty floor with his left hand shackled to a pipe. He saw Ellep and Herson, also bound and unconscious, and desperately tried to wake them up. Ellep was already awake, frantically trying to break free from the handcuffs, but without success. What had he expected, really?

”Where are we?” Ismael cried out in despair.

”In a slaughterhouse,” Ellep replied, gesturing to the blood and animal remains scattered all around them.

Herson woke up and immediately began screaming, pulling at his handcuffs and even trying to bite through them.

”Calm down, it’s no use,” said Ellep hopelessly to Herson.

I told Ellep not to think like that, but he argued with me, trying to convince me that there was no way out. I ignored him and tried to think of a way to escape.

”My hand hurts like hell,” Herson complained, to which Ellep replied provocatively, ”If you hadn’t pulled on the handcuffs like a maniac, your hand would be better off than your brain.”

A heated argument broke out between Ellep and Herson, with them hurling insults at each other while I continued to think. But then Herson said something that gave me a painful idea - ”Shut up Ellep or I’ll shove my thumb down your throat!”

”Thumb,” something clicked in my mind. And right next to Herson lay a blood-stained towel. I asked him to throw it to me and he questioned why. I explained that I had an idea. He threw it to me, and I crumpled it into a ball and put it in my mouth. I closed my eyes, turned my head away, and dislocated my thumb.

Monse, Sally, and Javi sat in Bo’s truck, on their way to find the guys. Sally and Monse sat in the back of the truck while Javi drove. ”Why do you insist on saving Ismael?” Sally asked arrogantly and curiously. ”Because Ismael is Farah’s family,” Monse replied. Sally knew Monse was lying, and Monse knew that Sally knew. ”Do you love him?” Sally asked. Monse stared at the floor of the truck, ignoring Sally. Sally was about to ask again when Javi intervened. ”Sally, I think that’s enough,” Javi said and continued driving. Seconds of silence passed until Monse looked out the window and interrupted the silence with a slightly annoyed tone, ”Yes.”

Ismael screamed in pain, clutching the blood-soaked towel. Ellep and Herson stared at Ismael as if he had committed the most bizarre crime in the world. ”Dude,” Herson and Ellep said simultaneously, their voices filled with shock. I kept the towel in my mouth, locking eyes with Herson and Ellep, and popped my dislocated thumb back into place. I screamed even louder than before. Rising to my feet, I removed the towel from my mouth. Searching the room frantically, I spotted a chair, grabbed it, and placed it beside Ellep.

I climbed onto it, unscrewing the rusted bolts of the pipe. Once I freed Herson, we needed a plan. My idea was to create loud noises to attract Slender’s men and then knock them unconscious. It was our only solution. Ellep and I pretended to still be tied up while Herson hid beside the metal door. We shouted and insulted Slender, hammering against the walls and continuing to scream. ”What the hell are you bastards doing in there?” we heard from behind the door. A man, dressed in black and armed, entered the room, berating us. Herson emerged from behind him and thrust a shard of broken rib into the man’s throat.

He kept stabbing relentlessly until the man’s neck resembled a pot of tomato sauce and squashed spaghetti. Fear gripped us as we looked at Herson’s bloodied face. Herson took the man’s weapon and said, ”Come on, let’s show this old bastard who’s in charge.”

Tokyo

All them curves got me Tokyo Drifting woah woah Drifting all
In that pussy she’s my favorite yellow
Ting turn her red as a tamale don’t eat no swine baby got her feelings involved baby love them curves your smile your best curve Gimmie kiss
With your fine ass girl I’m
so infatuated With you can’t break us apart don’t wanna fuss baby tell me what’s the problem what’s really bothering you deep conversations
It’s real cloudy in this room but I see you clearly the only bitch in my eyes got my heart forever know it’s been a couple before you and I’ve said the something before your one of a kind
Tokyo beautiful inside & outside kind soul made my angry heart calm baby I’m forever yours love me some Tokyo Sweetest girl I’ve met never wanna be apart baby know I’m obsessed but I’m in love with you
Heart belong all too you something about them curves had to learn to drift grabbing your waist had to handle you baby thought I couldn’t drift in that pussy got me slipping never tripping keep changing positions from the floor to the wall we all over the damn place first one to cum gotta make breakfast
Baby Gimmie your soul
Tokyo you do something too me
baby drifting all in that pussy all them curves got me braking don’t wanna crash baby can’t lose traction firm grip on your hips look me in my eyes while I kill that cat baby love me some you got so in love

Yours truly

- برينتون نيكولاسي

Love is wonderful,
It can happen to anyone.
Love is sweet,
Like hot cocoa in the rain.

Love is a feeling, strong and deep,
Not just a fleeting emotion we keep.
It develops over time,
With trust, understanding, and belief.

Love is warm,
Like the sun on a winter’s night,
Not too hot, not too cold, just right,
Like a gentle spring breeze,
Like ice cream in the summer’s heat,
Like a warm, cozy blanket on a winter day,
Love is a pure emotion that can chase coldness away.

Sometimes, love provides you with comfort, care, and energy.
In a loved one’s warm embrace,
Like a home where one feels safe.
Love is an emotion so deep,
Yet we still want to take the leap.

Loving means dedicating one’s life to a loved one,
Choosing to be with them every day,
In happiness, sadness, sickness, and in health.

Love is not a fleeting emotion;
It develops over time.
It may knock on your door or pass you by,
Sometimes, strangers become something more,
Sometimes, people become strangers, no longer at our core.

Love can make or break,
It can be sweet but also bitter,
It can be warm but also cold.
It can fill colors in a mundane life
but it can also turn your world gray and disarray.
It can make you feel like swallowing a thousand needles,
Ripped out and cut into a thousand pieces.

Sometimes love or the heart may change,
Sometimes, over time, love may fade,
And sometimes it leaves us feeling empty and alone,
Broken and stranded on a summer’s eve, and cold.

But we still love, for it’s a feeling unknown,
That can’t be controlled or overthrown.
It hurts, but it’s worth the pain,
Sometimes love is in the pet you hold dear,
Sometimes it’s in a friend about whom you care.

Love is just a feeling,
Whether romantic or platonic,
Love is in the embrace of
Parents, friends, and siblings.
Love is in the little things that make you smile,
Warm and fuzzy inside, even for a while.

But love is complicated, for it can make you dizzy,
Sometimes people go crazy, oh so busy.
Love is complex, like a puzzle to untangle,
But love can be the missing piece of a broken angle.

There are different kinds of love,
Sometimes it can be forbidden,
Make you feel like the illness of society,
Sometimes others see you with disgust,
But love is love, not the same for everyone,
It’s just a feeling that can’t be controlled,
It can happen to anyone with anyone.
Love is love, just a feeling unknown,
There are different shades of love, known
Above all else, the greatest kind of love is
Loving yourself.



PS: Inspired by all the comments on my post about love, thank you so much to all the people =D
I didn’t use any pictures because I didn’t want to use just one image. Love has different forms, and using only one picture doesn’t seem right haha
(I wrote this in a hurry so I may edit this later )

#Morgie_Wrotes

I was brought upon through birth
From you to mother on Earth.
I cried and I cried for comfort
Until someone saw my worth.

As she saw me and my eyes
She looked up to the sky;
And gave her gratitude to the Almighty,
For she had finally received me.

There I was
Breathing heavily as
I run away from an hooded guy
With a knife.
I couldn’t see who it was.
But tried to run away.
I ran as fast as my heavy legs could carry
And any minute I tarry.
My soul becomes a merry.
The figure ran after me.
I felt my heart pounding.
This was the end.
I beg thou Lord
Please accept my soul.
My soul thou to keep