It's a journal, WHAT'S THERE TO DESCRIBE?!?!?!?! I'll write abou random stuff, and maybe why I had to kill that guy...heh heh just kidding....OR AM I? *Music from Pycho*
Random poetry
Lovely day in the neighborhood: Hookers on street corners Children taking candy from strangers Sun gone. Lovely day in the neighborhood. The grass is dried and dead. Kind of like the guy next door. Did that car just hit my dog? Lovely. ********. Day.