Hell - It's About Time
Wow, can't believe it. I seriously can't! Who'd have thought it? Who'd have thought that after a mere 3 days I'm already beginning to long elsewhere? I don't really know what's wrong either, I'm just showing up here where all these memories start rushing back and forth through my mind. Why I left, who I were, who I've become and how little everything's actually changed.. I mean, hey, I didn't actually expect something drastical like someone moving Domus or something, but come on, 2 new roundabouts - is that it? I mean what the FUCK..?! Is it too much to ask for - a little change..? I can't even feel that you people have changed though it's probably so. Gawsh, I miss my friends in France, I really do, but right now I don't think that going back would actually help anything - anything but confusion maybe. Some of you are so valuable while some of you just fucking exists. I can't imagine me saying this but it's true. And is ...