A Black Word Spoken In A White Room With Red Death All Over The Walls.
Why is it when you go out with some one that you have hours and hours of talking to do you never talk about what you wanted to talk about....? oh well so here i am another day in a plain that i don't even know if im living or not ... i'm so out of school and work .... i could care less the only thing that matters are my freinds....