Kieran McConville
ONE love, blood, life
I think mine would have to be the time (well, earlier today actually) when he crucified me, asleep (me, not him) on my front lawn.
One moment I was asleep, the next I was facing the busy motorway/highway/whatever, nails driven through my hands, feet and groin. And forehead.
The pain is indecribable. Frank is gone. It's just me and the crows, and the sky, and the cars.
Happy freaking easter, gang, frank says its always hot down here.
One moment I was asleep, the next I was facing the busy motorway/highway/whatever, nails driven through my hands, feet and groin. And forehead.
The pain is indecribable. Frank is gone. It's just me and the crows, and the sky, and the cars.
Happy freaking easter, gang, frank says its always hot down here.