Death (xvthedevil) wrote, @ 2004-12-05 23:23:00

Current mood:	drained
Current music:	Because of You- Nickelback

I've done this before, many times. Each ultimately dissolves to disappointment. I want freedom. To scream, to cry, to cuss, to fuck even. I'm tired of being me. So now I'm Death. But do I want this? The answer is I'm still working on that.

It's lonely here. I want a friend. Someone to tell me I'm not crazy. 'Cuz it sure feels that way.

_Death_

<Watch what I do>

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