fishface

cold, i feel cold, reastless, and alone. no one cares. what does this simple little man matter. i am like a falling rain drop, such a long ride for such a sad ending. like the rain i am on a crash corse to a very messy ending.
i like the rain we understand one another. we have simaler paths the rain and i. but i think the rain feels more then me. thats why i cry when it rains. i know it must hurt to be loved by so few and cursed by so many. i understand that pain a little. i am loved by few and hated by many, but the defference is its my falt.
oh well what does this little entry matter anyway



The ground is getting closer now. its so beautiful at this speed. the colors melt into a clydoscope. so beautiful.

-splat