Dance
No data to show
Read More
I ain't afraid of the mob with good intentions, see you on the road to hell.
Ah, cancel culture—a gladiatorial arena where the self-righteous sharpen their pitchforks...
I have the key, do you?
Doors. They’re the great equalizers. They don’t care who’s on the other...
The True Crime Story of Humanity.
They’ve made outrage a daily ritual. A flood of anger, perfectly portioned, delivered...
Now you see me.... how do I see you?
Perception is a funny thing, isn’t it? It’s not truth. It’s not reality....
A grudge by any other name is still a grudge
They say holding a grudge is like drinking poison and waiting for the other person to die. I say,...