[Guest]

He sat alone, staring at the dark, empty sky spread out above him. His eyes were dry, he'd ran out of tears. He wondered where she was, what she was doing. He shook his head. Thinking about her wasn't going to help him. He tried to think of other things, but his mind kept wandering back to her. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't get her off his mind.

Ehh lazy story is lazy.My 'sona, Peroxide, is still upset about Miss Murder. Poor little darling. I hope he'll get over it. Maybe find someone else.

[ātlas]

Wanna snuggle? D;