my immagination is slipping...
my lover is leaving...
my life is dying...
what do i do?
what do i do?!
WHAT THE [********] DO I DO NOW?!
The wolf is dying...
the angel is fading...
even the demon...wich ruled my life for so long
and even through the harshest beatings from other kids...kept me strong...is crying...
the boy in grey...is forging yet another mask...his best yet...
it is almost finished...it is almost done...
made from the hardest material...forged to seal to the skin...made...to never break, nor ever be removed...half of it is finished...
he will not hesitate putting it on when he is finished...
Aaron is losing his grip from myself....
I have it...and the he doesn't...
He knows what will happen to him if i lose my love...i will die...
I know he will...and he is trying to keep himself...but it is hard...
I am forging...a new mask for himself...
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