What was I thinking letting you in?Why did I trust you?What made you different from the others?It just doesn't make sense...but then again it does.Bec..
Honestly...Is there a reason for me to live? Everyone thinks I'm joking when I say I go home and plot my death. It's just the monsters; they don't rea..
On my ownI sit hereponderingwhat has become of usyou and II wish I knewall this time flies by the distance grows largerbefore it was you and meand now..