*sigh*
Damn it's been a long time since I've written anything here. I haven't had much time to do anything. Too much to do and too little time. It's 7 am and I haven't had any sleep and I have work today. Hurray for my time-managing skills.
I don't really have much to say...

*sigh*

"Once we were soldiers
Once we were young"

I feel old. Old and tired. Why is it that I just can't be at peace at any moment in my life? There's ALWAYS something that has to be done or someone who needs this-or-that. Christ, is it so goddamn hard for people to do things for themselves? To stand on their own goddamn feet? I wonder how tired and old I'll feel when I'm forty years old. Or fifty... Christ, what a depressing thought to think that I'll live that long. Oh well, I guess it serves as a punishment for being me.

All I want from this life is to be allowed to do what I like to do and when I like to do it. Well, aside from working that is. But even that seems to be too much to ask and much more so to be happy.

BAH! Relationships are overrated. I just wish people would leave me alone. But apparently only way to get them to do so is to be rude and downright nasty towards them. They are just so damn thick...

"Fallen in war
We belong to history
Fallen in war
Sleep 6 feet below

Hearts of the brave
Cannot bring me back to life
Fallen in war
Still brothers in arms"

Freedom has a price. And that price is a broken heart.

Over and out.