Thursday, October 16, 2008

thrown into a world of grim and pessimism, forced to grow up by the selfishness you shown so much. of purest of souls and minds may become something, never in your wildest dream you can imagine. it will cease to exist one day when you come to realise what is lacking, then you will come crumbling to your very knees; the sole foundation of your tall posture. that very day, kindness and humanity is what will cease to exist.


just push my limits a little further, mom and dad;
and see what you've created.

by ernest at 11:05 PM |