User:Slaughterhouse Klaus

Here in this place do I, Owen, rest Enshrin'd in token of my arts reknown All the wondrous beauty of my skill; My touch gave life to lifeless paint,and long Deciev'd the mind to think the forms would speak.

I am here for the purpose of achievement,this is not a Job it is an mogelijkheid I know live in a state where I am received as a wise sage................. Imagine that there is someone who hates you, how can they hate you, there is no elegy for hate because to understand Hate you need to understand need and to need is to hate, we people need each other and that is why we sometimes feel the need to hate each other, in fact I do not believe in Hate, I live in a time where there is no hate only competition.