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Post-apocalyptic motorcycle fashion

Post-apocalyptic motorcycle fashion

There's been a bad pileup at the intersection... Your character pushes this girl back from the wreck as she keeps trying to push past you. It would seem her younger brother was involved in the wreck.

There's been a bad pileup at the intersection... Your character pushes this girl back from the wreck as she keeps trying to push past you. It would seem her younger brother was involved in the wreck.

she always wears black but has the most colourful mind #tumblr #grunge #photography

she always wears black but has the most colourful mind #tumblr #grunge #photography

when she was just a girl she expected the world, but it flew away from her reach. So she ran away in her sleep.

when she was just a girl she expected the world, but it flew away from her reach. So she ran away in her sleep.

"How yah doin?" "Huh" You haven't said anything all day" "Oh uh, yeah." Esme shrugs. "I always hate this part I guess." Kieran nods and bends to take a seat beside her."How you like the gun?" She scoffs" It sucks, I miss Benard" he nods. " You know that gun never jammed on me once! He was a real gentleman Bernard. "

"How yah doin?" "Huh" You haven't said anything all day" "Oh uh, yeah." Esme shrugs. "I always hate this part I guess." Kieran nods and bends to take a seat beside her."How you like the gun?" She scoffs" It sucks, I miss Benard" he nods. " You know that gun never jammed on me once! He was a real gentleman Bernard. "

Lydia is wandering on the railroad tracks. She's got a notebook under one arm and a pen. Your character sees her.

Lydia is wandering on the railroad tracks. She's got a notebook under one arm and a pen. Your character sees her.

"You shot me?" I say, looking at my arm where the bullet tore into the skin. Then she watched as I dug my fingers into the wound and yanked out the bullet, a bloody smile on my lips.

"You shot me?" I say, looking at my arm where the bullet tore into the skin. Then she watched as I dug my fingers into the wound and yanked out the bullet, a bloody smile on my lips.

أتألم من الليل حتى الفجر .. من كثر ماشفت ألوان الغدر .. ولقيت المذله من أكثر البشر .. وضاع الوقت معهم هدر .. مع قلوب كأنها صخر .. فقد تحمل قلبي وصبر .. وسامح وعفا وغفر .. فيارب خفف عني الألم والكدر ..

أتألم من الليل حتى الفجر .. من كثر ماشفت ألوان الغدر .. ولقيت المذله من أكثر البشر .. وضاع الوقت معهم هدر .. مع قلوب كأنها صخر .. فقد تحمل قلبي وصبر .. وسامح وعفا وغفر .. فيارب خفف عني الألم والكدر ..

It's ride or die, Baby .

It's ride or die, Baby .