Monday, August 10, 2009
Imagine this.. you and four of your loved ones are at the brink of death. Everyone is trapped in a car because the fuel has ran out and there are really hungry monsters lurking outside. You have a pistol with four bullets. Because all hope is gone, everyone as a whole decided that they should commit suicide. Being the hero, you offered to shoot the rest, and then coming up with a way to kill yourself later. After shooting everyone, you cry in agony. You're thinking, "F*************K I've just killed the people i loved! Nothing could go more wrong!!!" So you open the car door. Stepped outside waiting for one of the hungry monsters to gobble you up. All of the sudden, you hear some rumbling from afar. You turn and you see a tank and military personnels with weapons killing the monsters. Hope has finally arrived. Or is it?
Rocked Out @
Monday, August 10, 2009
Sunday, August 09, 2009
Dear, dear! How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is, Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle!
Rocked Out @
Sunday, August 09, 2009
