AboutI'm leaving this here for any and all who know me or want to know me. There is a part of my past I've never told anyone about, only my one brother knows about it and that's because he was there. I've worked hard on changing who i was back then, and now it seems that part of my past is back and I have no option but to run head first into it. I'm sorry to those that I've hurt, and to those I will hurt in the actions i must do to rid myself of this part of my past I hate the most. The one thing I'm not sorry for is meeting any of my friends or or even the woman I still love even if she refuses to speak or look at me. I know when this is over nothing will change in my eye's but many of my friends will become hateful towards me, and I am sorry.
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It's been six years since I died, now I am back, for I am the Never dying Pheonix.
"All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible."
-T. E. Lawrence