Where the dark things are.
Well isn't life fantastic?
This afternoon I cut my hand and I spent awhile staring at the red drops against my skin which is now on the brown side.
There are certain people who will tell you that their blood is blue but this is because they believe the fairy stories their fathers told them when they were children.
They believe that the blue blood just like the Iron in the tin soldiers hands out a set of rules and principals.
If they cut themselves and if they saw the red then they would know that in the end blood only has one rule, the rule is to live
I have managed to give two people a detention, only one was intended.
This afternoon I cut my hand and I spent awhile staring at the red drops against my skin which is now on the brown side.
There are certain people who will tell you that their blood is blue but this is because they believe the fairy stories their fathers told them when they were children.
They believe that the blue blood just like the Iron in the tin soldiers hands out a set of rules and principals.
If they cut themselves and if they saw the red then they would know that in the end blood only has one rule, the rule is to live
I have managed to give two people a detention, only one was intended.