Jun 15, 2009 17:02
((For all his plans and calculates, Ys mind seldom is.))
There is too much, too many times. It brings it back, breaks through my control and-
God does not exist. Chaos reigns. I have met Her in all Her Glory and she is Magnificent.
Who am I to this? Does it matter? Let me fade, let me die, why won't you let me go? Stop waking up.
There is nothing for me here let it end Rain has to-
...stupid thing won't let me delete i only want it done and gone it's nothing i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry i'm sorry i'msorry i'msorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorry.....!