Monday, December 15, 2008
113th Movement
Everything went awfully crap today.The process was good, but the result was unexpected.
I left her house with a knife wound, and when I was downstairs, a girl dropped her white ball and it rolled towards me.
When I passed it back to her, it felt like time froze, and in that instant, I felt like I was giving away something I had known all my life.
Perhaps it is a sign...or maybe I'm just paranoid.
And Joel...I'm serious about Black Dragon Fire Thunderbolt...I want to prove something through this band...
Nightwish...Nightwish...Nightwish...
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