Why am I trapped in this castle? I've been here for so long, it's big and cold and I only have myself for company. Sure, people visit, but all they find is what I've left behind, carved into the walls and floors. No one ever sees the real me, no one ever tries. But I still try to show them, show them the way I am inside. The way I am inside this shell, a shell that little by little is cracking away, revealing the true me. But would you show yourself if YOU were full of cracks?
Stupid site! i had a really good entry i was gonna put but the damn site wouldn't work. now i can't remember what i was gonna say, something about how an old friend came back after 2 years and i don't like him anymore. (fyi: he's the kind of person who can stick they're hand down someone's pants and be happy with what they find) but now it's gone, STUPID GODDAMN SITE!
posted by Duke Robear @ 10:26 PM
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