Until Now

And Today We Live










Friday, December 08, 2006 / 6:52 AM


I'm missing them...
I really really missing them.
Are they thinking about us?
Missing us too?
This is al i have to remember them by and all the photos.


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In the storm comes the calm
So there was this spark. And the spark was alone. It had no where to go, no where to hide. It shuddered at the thought of non-existence and clenched it's core in sick anticipation of nothing. Red and fleeting by each passing second, it turned blue. Now, it had something to burn for, to live again.