I'm so.... emo right now. It's hard to think because my mind is full of the taste of blood in my mouth. It's been there for seven hours... I mean, I like the taste, but seven hours is too much.. My nose isn't bleeding. Alex thinks it's internal bleeding or something. Could've broke my nose? Nah, not that easy. Oh well. >.<
~Aresia
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Softly, now..
When I was a little boy, I dreamed of a star.
The sun and the moon.
The sky and the water.
Tomorrow is a bleeding memory in a collapsing boat we'll never rise from.
The sun and the moon.
The sky and the water.
Tomorrow is a bleeding memory in a collapsing boat we'll never rise from.