I don't know.
I don't know what to do anymore.
He just left.
My only source of light. The only thing that helped me through the darkness left. Now, I'm slowly sinking,back into the darkness. This darkness will be the death of me.
He was my color. He left. I am now a meaningless void of black.
He left. I don't know why, I can't even think. Not even being able to think is worse than thinking. It might be hard to imagine something worse than thinking but let me help. Not being able to think is like being in a tight space with lots of people. A lot is going on but you can't focus on anything-it's all blurry-and the one important thing that you need to focus on, is the one that blurs your vision.
Or maybe it's when you're thinking too much,but then you don't even know what's going on anymore. It's just a war going on in your head and you don't even know what it's about.
Now, you might be thinking I have all this wrong. But no, there is not only one way to simply not think. This is my way and I can't think. And I cannot stand it at all
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Oh hey there... you are actually reading this story wow
Well I can't really think of anything else to finish this on shot so...it's going to have a part two if I can manage that =^-^= well, see you l8er you Kool Katz
