Watching Paint Dry.

So this site has been asleep for quite awhile now. May huh… … … yyyyyep. SOMEBODY should put up something new (HINT HINT). Or maybe SOMEBODY got shot in the head and is now a veggie sitting in a pile of his own shit and piss. Or maybe found a more interesting project…? Hmmmmmmm??? Ah,… Continue reading Watching Paint Dry.

black room

The paint peels away, My light goes to darkness, Now I sit here alone cuddled, around my blanket trying to find warmth, when there is only cold. As I sit here and time slips away, All is black, nothing is day. Is this hell, or is it just me running from my problems?