marauder rpg edits

I'm miles from where you are, I lay down on the cold ground and I, I pray that something picks me up and sets me down in your warm arms.

nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart.

We're not supposed to be friends, you and me. We're meant to be enemies. Did you know that?

running through the woods, runnin through these shots, trying to survive a day. and all I want is that you extend your hand to me.