Erm, hi, if you're reading. I havent been on DA for a long while, I firgured I wouldnt ever come back, but hey, I did.
I needed to sort my head out, and I figured, where better place to write than here?
But, please be warned, this is just me arranging my thoughts, its nothing much, but, it makes me feel better to write it.
It may be messed up, but its in my head, so I'm writing it.
Dear reader, if you wish to leave a comment, then feel free, but I doubt there is much to say on the matter......

Floating forward seems like forever. Maybe because, I'm not going forward anymore. My self insanity is wearing away at my mental health. And it wont be much longer before I, unfortunatley, snap.
My amazing best friend Billy killed himself a while back, and, its been in my head all the time. I'm waiting for the day when I can be with him. But, he's dead, so surely that means I'm waiting for death. Which I'm not. Is there any life in waiting for death? Or a mere exsistance?

I dont know anymore. I suppose I never really knew anyway. **Dreaming of screaming...someone kick me out of my mind...I HATE THESE THOUGHTS! I hate these thoughts...** My mind is some sort of empty desolate at the moment. Ive got stars and electric animals...

**{billy} Now you are free, free to roam in the skies...now and then visit me...with your starlit eyes** I wish my thoughts were easy to understand and take in right now, but they arent. I feel silouhetted as a Marvel Cartoon against a backdrop of the unreal. **Fortress of forever, has been forsaken, Man made colonies, polluted with blue dye** I get the feeling I'm not being pulled down, as pushed. I see my 'message in blood' (as they say) everyday in the memory of Billy. I see the polluting of my eyes and mind. I see the fortress of forever kill its people. and more besides. and I'll just stand by and watch as they leave, dressed in black. Trained for every circumstance, naturally...

anyways, that all for now. I cant do anymore deep thinking today. I need to call some friends.