It's amazing the amount of light there is in a pitch black existance, a bright ray of hope piercing the hardend shell of seclusion, a match of warmth in the heart of a blizzard and more then an excuse for life in a world not fit for living. Going back to the place I belong, alone with my thoughts for mere moments or the rest of my life.....
- Mood:
Suffering - Listening to: hinder
- Reading: nothing
- Watching: a blank screen
- Playing: maybe tetris
- Eating: ....
- Drinking: soon to be heavily
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