39 minutes to launch
This is so bloody exciting. See it happening.
"If you saw Atlas, the giant who holds the world on his shoulders, if you saw that he stood, blood running down his chest, his knees buckling, his arms trembling but still trying to hold the world aloft with the last of his strength, and the greater the effort the heavier the world bore down upon his shoulders—what would you tell him to do?"
"I…don’t know. What…could he do? What would you tell him?"
"To shrug."
2 comments:
Mr. Neha Malhin, when you coming back? How about some dxb pix? And some sona? Naya rexona.
Phor yoo:
main se mina se na saqi se
main se mina se na saqi se
na paimane se
dil behelta hai mera
aap ke aa jane se.
That's Cap'n Neha Malhin to you, mister.
I'm never coming back! I'm going to smuggle myself into Syria where I truly belong.
Rexona smells.
Wah wah! Aadaab?
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