(Untitled)

[davola]

The madness consumes you at the base of your spine as the questions/problems seem to keep falling like snowflakes. Slowly falling enough that you can look each one in the eye. The cold fuckers looking at you, laughing at what they about to do to you. And you sit there wondering what happened to the winter you used to look forward to. There's such

Comments

[loveandfluids]

may i ask whether or not you are losing your mind?

[davola]

mr.duke, yes i am. It is now a question of when will it totally escape me.