A Beautiful Death
You want to be a good friend and you want to be a good person but it’s hard when you like movies better than real people.
How tripped out is it that it can be a day like any other when suddenly, out of the blue, tragedy strikes and nothing is ever the same again? It sends you reeling, grasping at the details of an ordinary life... I know what it’s like to be finally and firmly on the outside of everything.
Hi, it's me, Odious... There have been times in my life when I questioned whether I should question my sanity, but this is not, despite how it might sound, one of those times.