THE GOLDEN RATIO: The glowing eyes ripped through the street while the yellow flashes... →
The glowing eyes ripped through the street while the yellow flashes came in intervals. The night was hollow, it felt like the world was but a empty shell, it was empty, almost lonely. The gravel, rough on the feet, was torn through, pebbles and debris scattered behind the eyes as it charged….
makes me want to get back home and drive my 7
(Source : drivefastdieslow)
