[bringin it back to the BEGINNING of ts : written - 02 July 2007] too many things. too many things.
my mind is drastically over flowing with self inflicted nonsense and alternative variations of.. what and how and when and where will this, can this possibly lead us?
one moment on one night with two souls remixed forever to change the path of which we had planned to partake.
i am a stop short of insanity and marching full speed ahead with a reocurring dream flooding through my veins.
i think i may still... i think i may still.. no i can't. pinch me force me to wake up.