The good, the mad and the cuddly

By alp

By alp on Thu, 04 Nov 2004

br /> " http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-strict.dtd "> When the sky's the darkest grey, And there's pain inside of you, As the light is...

By alp on Wed, 03 Nov 2004

Don't believe that I like you. Don't imagine that I care. I can't explain my feelings, Because there aren't any there.

By alp on Sun, 14 Nov 2004

There is a gaping wound. The pain keeps oozing out. The damage has been done, And cannot be repaired.