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Created on 2003-12-14 17:49:57 (#1570324), last updated 2006-04-12
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| Name: | io0011 |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 03-30 |
| Location: | Williamston, Michigan, United States |
. . . I can feel it. Its snowing. I hate the snow. Its so pure and cleen, like a child, but so cold and empty, like a madman on a killing spree. Hollow, with out any supstance, and only leaves you felling cold and wet.
I feel them land on me, each flake like a needle through my heart, I feel pain. I remember joy, and know it only as a memory.
I know no peace, I am ignorate of contentment. I am left longing for something of that witch I don't know. A love that is never there.
The cold winter comes to take over the perfect and wounders colors of the fall, to croupt the beauty of summer. Death and pain is all that is left in its wake. The abstance of joy. I hate this feeling. I hate the pain.
It's snowing again . . . I hate it.
I feel them land on me, each flake like a needle through my heart, I feel pain. I remember joy, and know it only as a memory.
I know no peace, I am ignorate of contentment. I am left longing for something of that witch I don't know. A love that is never there.
The cold winter comes to take over the perfect and wounders colors of the fall, to croupt the beauty of summer. Death and pain is all that is left in its wake. The abstance of joy. I hate this feeling. I hate the pain.
It's snowing again . . . I hate it.
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