Text Offender (digigasm) wrote, 2003-04-22 07:08:00 Text Offender digigasm 2003-04-22 07:08:00 Previous Share Next Music: Grivo The nipples of Mother Hope have run dry. I have a black pit that rests inside of me that fuels my all-consuming sense of nothingness. As if monotony and drudgery were the only compass points on my dark walk through life. Subscribe Post a new comment Error We will log you in after post We will log you in after post We will log you in after post We will log you in after post We will log you in after post Anonymously switch LiveJournal Facebook Twitter OpenId Google MailRu VKontakte Anonymously default userpic Your IP address will be recorded When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed. You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use. Post a new comment Preview comment Help 1 comment Post a new comment 1 comment
I have a black pit that rests inside of me that fuels my all-consuming sense of nothingness. As if monotony and drudgery were the only compass points on my dark walk through life.
