Monday

home..

Ok.. on my way again. Back to the city.. back to this magnificent concrete playground that I too soon called home. Home is where you make it, home is where your heart lives and your hopes are happy. Kinda like where ET is, just better.
Speaking of better. I kinda don't think this place is better then the last place. Scarier yes. But better? I'm not sure..

Happy and Always

  I wake up in the morning, only to be sad I awake again. I don't wish to be here, I live in constant, chronic agony. I have lost years ...