I dont understand...

Listening to: Clazziquai Project
Random Thought of the Day: I don't understand how, as a person, you can be so considerate and inconsiderate, so mature and yet so immature.

hm.


I hear screaming again.

The echoes aren't pretty.

In fact, they sound more like... rubber tires
tormenting cement

I don't think i've ever seen
so many veins in one man's neck

or so much poison in one woman's words


or so many tears
on a little girl's cheeks.