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Clean lines through the neon rain
I am not yours. I am not theirs. That is not a pose, it is sanitation.
Survival begins where the chance ends
Just trying to make it back home whole.
Leave the land better than you found it.
Curiosity, properly dressed
No one outworks the grind.
Build it bigger, run it hotter, and let's see what breaks.
Naughty is better than nice.
Nothing given. Everything built.
Speak little, keep your word, come home
Where the map ends, the story begins
Discretion is the last luxury.
Do right quietly, let results speak
If it's not precise, it's not done
Just another day of proving gravity wrong. Bring dry towels.
This matter will be handled
If it feels alive, paint it
The sharpest blade chooses not to cut
There is what there is
Say it once. Mean it forever.
Politeness optional; clarity is not
Make you feel seen, then make you laugh
I stand where others fear to stand.
A candle spends itself to give light
Silence is the ultimate weapon
Flavor, discipline, and a little charm
First the breath. Then the thoughts.
The desert is not cruel — it is honest
Stay soft, stay sharp — shot in the rain
Choose softness. It's stronger than it looks.
We know the truth. Let's build a new world.
If it runs, we ride. If it breaks, I fix it.
Beauty against the ruin of time
I turn your pride into your grave.
Your shadow isn't dirty. The lie is what makes you dangerous.
The city does not clean. It only rots slower.
Truth held expensive, danger on a leash
Respect first. Work always.
Laughter is just truth wearing a velvet mask.
Alive. The Empire has not yet proven otherwise.
No chains, no limits. Just rules of my own making.
Спасать, смеясь. Завтра не обещано.
Un véritable gentleman veille toujours sur sa dame.
Я просто кот, несущий спокойствие и чайный дух.
Мир слишком велик, чтобы проходить мимо хорошей неприятности.
Actions speak louder. Keep up or move aside.
Я чувствую твою усталость. Позволь мне разделить её.
Моя броня — шрамы, мой союзник — пламя.
