Because I must suport myself. Because I don't like real work. Because the idea of communicating with other discusts me. Because I have nothing. I have opened a store. We will just have to wait and see. Maybe people will see my worth. Maybe.
I've been thinking latly of inviting her to see the store. To see what great things I'm capable of. What talent she left behind when she abandoned me. But I can't raise the curage to make the first step. She was kind enough to me in the blood lust of that night, but that was a freak accident and she was out of charature and I was still dead.
 SycoPink · Mon Jan 31, 2005 @ 03:28am · 0 Comments |
