4 August 2012
So much to do and so much to say... Will tomorow be to late?
I never wanted things to end in this way. One mistake after another leads to hate. Feeling moments slipping right past. Milk of life gets sour so fast. In the madness I guess I just forget. Do things that I start to regret, its about time for give and forget. I can't erase or rewind what has been said and done. Looking back then forward remembering the fun.
Opuss № I