Thursday, July 31, 2008
2:45 AM
It's 2.40am right now, and I don't believe I"m still here typing whatever that wishes to flow out from my tired fingers.
My eyes are battling to stay open and I feel as though I've emerged from a war.
Dead; shot right at my temple.
Today's a long day.
Tomorrow's no different.
It gets worse each day.
Multiplying itself in a way even an epidemic cannot be compared.
Don't push the blame.
Don't point fingers.
Honestly, we are all screwed up.
Just in different ways.
Give it some thoughts.
