supersonic
Bluelighter
Something is definetly amiss here in the midst of the bliss. I must admit that although I'm rather frantic about your sudden misfortune I couldn't except what you've done. Theres no more relation with inner existence when much has been pressed and applied. I scream and I'd yell for someone to relate the actions that come from inside. They lift and surround me with vicious rift laughter and scream out straight from the sky. I live and I'll dance and complete all my missions just to watch me fall crash and die. It doesn't do much but it gives me acceptance of things and the way they should be. One day it'll work I'll lift up my head and suddenly race to be free.