kev1n

i live
at the end
of a five
and a half
minute hallway.

there's nothing left. the black is grey. no time to reload. reink. just retire.
the paperstack will eventually rot. away. away. a way.
time for bed. or not. really, it's a moot point.
a mute point.
i hate when people say that.

there's a lot of things i wish had happened, that probably would have been for the worse. is that me being self destructive, or nostaligic?
is there a difference?

and why the FUCK can't i beat lvl 45 in wow
seriously.
searing gorge is too high. tanaris is too low. tell me to go to feralas and i'll fucking stab you.
-k