28.11.04
Where Some Things Never Change...
I am sooo going to catch a cold...
The conditions are ideal. The weather is cold, the mobile connection works, the only thing missing are the pills. This is the ideal night for me to commit suicide, and I've planned on using it in such manner. But that was before.
I came here to think. To consider my options in silence, away from people who could see me cry. Instead, I'm playing with my toys... Well, I suppose that can't hurt.
