a ground made of blood and hopeless dreams

[necrofear]

it has been a very long time since i have last wrote in this journal,but alas.. it might be the last unless i have something to write about which being as my life is a fucking bore twould serve as no purpose then to just sit here and wither like the last piece of dust on the ground as the slightest, bellow of wind hits it.....as for my living quarters i am with my parents at the time. my job is soon to be moveing me to night manager i hope with better pay.. i work late as i just said so i am not on here or around much to write and or talk..as i have done in the past i will leave you with something to take into heart if you wish.....( leave your heart to it's own do not try to withstand its pleading to long for others or other things hurt is something that comes with love as well does happiness,so in all of your troubles there i will be standing against you like a well rooted tree never swaying never moving so the you may fall all the more you push me is all the more i stay i will always help someone i care for and nothing shall stop me) the person knows who i a talking about as well she knows who she is.....
(fare thee well and goodnight)
Daimon