You knew me.

[my_eternal_star]

The sobbing boy sat huddled in the corner with his head pressed so firmly against the wall that it began to tilt with his frustrations. The day was so particularly lovely that being inside was torture enough. The dim lighting didn't near compare to the suns brilliance and the silence that lingered was intollerable. The room itself was segregated from the others and there was no windows to tempt him. The petite door that fastened to the adjacent adjacent to where he sat, was closed with multiple locks that were intended to either keep the unwanted from entering or the lonely one from escaping. The boy lay parallel to the wall, drifting in and out of conciousness. Though the air was thick with confusion, the boy was confident in knowing that he would wake in a place of ressurection.

I'm going to write a book.

<3.