When he laughed, teeth stained orange from cheetos and raw meat showed, and clouds of breath that smelt of death filled the air around him. Nobody around him cared about that; they all had similar laughs. The people around him called him Dinga, no one know his real name. No one even knew where that name came from.
bored of life and death and all that is in-between. why is life so like your own?
bored of life and death and all that is in-between. why is life so like your own?
