Apr 04, 2005 00:15
he wont talk about it. i can see the wounds that have scarred him for the rest of his life. the only words to come from his mouth were.. "melissa.. i live in fear every single goddamn day im over in that shithole. i dont want to fucking go back." tears brimmed his eyes and slammed the door shut with a cigar in one hand and a beer in the other.