by Intense Disaster » Sun Oct 10, 2010 8:27 am
(Sorry, I wasn't sure what to say.)
Xander got up and walked out a door. He wandered around a little looking for someone to talk to or something to do. He wasn't sure what to do here. He hadn't even seen anyone yet. He began to hum silently to himself hating the silence. He hoped he would run into someone soon.
You Are The Result Of 4 Billion Years Of Evolutionary Success.
Act Like It.
I didn't change, you just never knew me.
Whenever I find the key to success, someone changes the lock.
My family is temperamental. Half temper and half mental.
I'm not a toy, you can't just drop me when you get bored.