Blues

Blues

            Blues. Bluepills. Dreamers. Prisoners. Whatever you may call them, they exist around us. Some push them aside, some ignore them, others protect them, others center their existences around them. But when you pull that rifle out in public, sending a plethora of bullets at the enemy, be it program or fellow redpill. Do you stop to think about if one bullet would stray, and if that one bullet would take the life of one bluepill? Even then..most would shrug this off as an accident. But by one death of a bluepill, others are affected...

     Here is where I will compile the stories of Bluepills and how they have been affected by all, be it Exiles, Redpills, Machines, or Other. To open your eyes, to make you think twice. After all...we all rely on...the Blues..

 First to come...The Henderson Sisters...