Talent? Plunged.
Happiness? Absorbed.
Media? Rising, a twisting, black snack, writhing as it unleashes its curse/wrath upon the world, the innocent.
Lips chapped, eyes red-rimmed, a single digit overhangs the abyss. Resist. Your potential! Your life! Your brain cells! Think.
Thoughts? Plunged.
Freewill?
Freewill?
Free. Will.
My choice.
My idiocy.
My mistake.
I take the plunge.
Dedicated to High School Musical 2. I can already feel my mind slipping.
~ Oasis
[b:31355a7003]Nelson[/b:31355a7003] [i:31355a7003]The true meaning of life is to plant trees, under whose shade you do not expect to sit.[/i:31355a7003] [b:31355a7003]Henderson[/b:31355a7003]
Scatter your seeds.[/color:31355a7003]
[b:31355a7003]Nelson[/b:31355a7003] [i:31355a7003]The true meaning of life is to plant trees, under whose shade you do not expect to sit.[/i:31355a7003] [b:31355a7003]Henderson[/b:31355a7003]
Scatter your seeds.[/color:31355a7003]
