a big fat lie,
a translucent screen.
how i wish that things would be back to normal
but i guess this is the new normal.
a beautiful doll looked at me
thought she noticed the pain at mention
but I'm discarding that probability to just pure pity.
to control emotions
to stop where thoughts should stem
at the beginning.
to stop habouring the devil called Hatred.
banish the emotion called Wrath.
if any, Kelvin's words to me seemed to make real sense
short of what defouls you, i found his thoughts on faith very piercing.
and David is seriously one Trekkie.
Now that's one thing I'll love to have.
Passion.
heavy metal, rock metal, whatever.
it just drains your soul
indulgence.
