and they screamed off with his head, off with his head slashed and daggered my heart in to a neurotic oblivion and they threw me on the throne of thorns to be the King of their misguided intentions and i thought It was a downfall build up to be more than it was it was truly a stifLe, a clot of depise damming the good times and blurring rejoice one swift bLow after another bloodying my future and tainting my spirit once your down on the ground, you can only fall farther six feet farther, dont be a martyr the king of fools erupts into a melencholy daze, floating through a world of never sucess and freedoM on the tip of my toungue never comteplaing the comlexities of something so simple likE oragami or the comosition of wood pulp the mind is stale like beer and quiet like a firecracker why is she so sad? she has everything ive ever wanted, and she still doenst show her darker emotions except in her writing. i had no idea she was so down until i read her diary. tonight. i feel really bad because i was supposed to get online, but i fell asleep, and i just about 5 mins ago woke up. she seemed really happy tonight. its really disheartening to someone you love in so much pain. its hell. then again, what is hell? -jbo