Here I am, speaking in a world of lies.
The end of my boredom is far, so far that I can not see it. I have an idea about what it looks like: Chocolate Brownie Ice Cream and "The Bourne Supremacy" take the shape of it. Oh how lovely.
I do not know why I bother with this journal. The people that fill this community are nothing like that of my own.
The only reason why you can find me here and now is because an author uses this site like there is no end, and I must stalk her. (Sorry if I bother you with reviews, but, like I said, there are 52 flavors.)
Damn this. I'm out!
I do not know why I bother with this journal. The people that fill this community are nothing like that of my own.
The only reason why you can find me here and now is because an author uses this site like there is no end, and I must stalk her. (Sorry if I bother you with reviews, but, like I said, there are 52 flavors.)
Damn this. I'm out!