Monday, March 5, 2007
the nights are dark.
quiet.
and l0nely.
i guess t0day is n0t my day.
i hitted my face and left a scar.
i br0ke a big laksa b0wl.
i dr0p a wh0le bunch 0f ch0psicks.
my ankle hurts.
my b0dy i w0unded.
im left dying 0n the battlefield.
with 0nly a shield t0 fend myself.
g0od night pe0ple.
g0od night.
*the nights are just an0ther day, its just that the c0l0ur is different.*
11:59 PM
a new page, a new chapter