by Mustang1 » Thu Jun 19, 2014 11:24 am
"... Last time I saw her, she was walking away from the river.. She's probably still near there..." Ray responded, still looking down gloomily while glancing over at the lake, remembering her and his own screams of pain before blinking away the fear and pain from his pupils, replacing them with dull blank black holes of no emotion.
Ƭιℓℓ ∂ɛαтн ∂σ ωɛ ραят? ωнαт α ℓιɛ.
You view me kind and sane, yet I am the maniac behind the killing.
I seem fine and full of joy, but deep down I'm crying tears of blood.
Do you know that despise looking fine, inside I am bleeding slowly?
What you see as happiness, is what I consider dead to the world.
You can never comfort me, not when a hole you already made has taken away my soul, my identity, me.
'Sometimes I keep my feelings to myself because its hard for someone else to understand them.' ~ Ray the Flareon