you know..i'm all wrong.
I have screamed until my veins collapsed, waited as my time's elapsed. Now all I do is live with so much fate; I've wished for this, I've bitched at that. I've left behind this little fact, you cannot kill what you did not create. I've gotta say what I've gotta say and then I swear I'll go away, but I can't promise you'll enjoy the noise.
stalkeando