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R1 O R1 L2 R1 L1 [ ] this is NOT the code for level select in XIII ::: posted by Eddie at 2:05 AM i know i never say this much, but every sence we have come into the frame, everything has been great. there is no need to worry about anyone else, becuase there is no way i would give this up. i miss you all. we arent as close as we used to be. its because im not there for our usual tactics of course, but i still miss it. fuck ass. i cant stand the way that the father brings down the mother as a shitty attempt to sly his way out of child support money. im in the middle, and i could fuck anyone of them over. ::: posted by Eddie at 1:20 AM your tears reflected imagry of our woes and worries. but let us not fret now, for we still have time, we still have peace, we still have each other. ::: posted by Eddie at 1:32 PM today, i really missed you, and i was sad i lost our time together. ::: posted by Eddie at 11:14 PM so etch the outside frame, as we keep this lovely tale in its boundries, for we contain pain, we contain hate, and we contain love. although no one wants to hear it, we shout it out, to relieve ourselves as our brains widdle down to deep depression and we sink into a casted shadow of a broken willow. we are all the same, yet so different. but why do so many write about pain? why dont we write about what makes us happy? why do we always sit in the confines of our homes and sleep our lives away? does saddness overpower what makes you feel good? i wish to say that im very joyful as of now, but im not. im worn, im beaten down. but this wont stop me from being happy, because i have more things to look forward to than the usual stress. ::: posted by Eddie at 6:41 PM |
