7:14 p.m. - 2007-09-10
Scarstruck
"Oh it's so great", a mesh of puke and shit! If no one else will, I'll give my life to make it all dissappear, erase and start over fresh. I won't give you the satisfaction of leaving without first taring a hole in your sun, a brand new scar in the very fabric of the make. Don't believe that I might be the only one, in reality I'm the most scarstruck there is. I've lost it all, my mission is the only reason why my breath hasn't deminished. Trust me I haven't forgotten my name; I'll end it all before I forget again, before you take me for dead.