The Road Goes Ever On and On
The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone, 75 more words
(Friday 25 February 2000 continued )
Today was a big day in My Life:
Marie and Tobias dropped me back at Waterglen Centre, and I walked down to Anton and John’s(*these were my black carwatch dope smoking buddies) to smoke a last J with them. 915 more words
Sometimes I think about ending it all. I want to rip my veins open until there is only a light gush of blood leaking out. I want to silence all the voices in my head, the ones the reverberate into my bones–chilling every part of me. 849 more words