How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot! The world forgetting, by the world forgot. Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind! Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd.
Friday, July 14, 2006
It's time...
Chris is finally angry and annoyed. He HATES stuck up idiots, being the scapegoat, and being ignored by people he has tried so hard to get to know.
Moving on, yes? Away from all those two-faced bastards.
Nothing that belonged to it exists any more. He remembers those vanished years. As though looking through a dusty window pane, the past is something he could see, but not touch. And everything he sees is blurred and indistinct.
