i suppose it was fun while it lasted. i've given up predicting anything. just surprize me and see if i'm shocked.
let me keep coming back to where i've just been. you make a blur of my senses; make the heat in my rise. pull away from the past, let the future in.
i keep moving the screen to see if something new has happened. and i am mildly dissapointed. just enough to add that tinge of lonely to the boredom that has currently comsumed my life.