I'm waiting on something, fate is pending, just waiting.
Waiting for it's time to jump and kill.
For once i feel that this is at my fingertips, and i don't even want it.
(I don't even like it.)
I cant even get him out of my head, oh, i walk around absent minded save when he is floating around.
A speck of honestly would kill you, would it not?


I know, severe allergies are a bitch.




How can I forget the time when he said he'd write my name on the moon, and fly his flag beside it?