“Because it's of my own volition.”
Looking back/forward.
Saturday, December 5, 2009

The fire in my eyes.
The urge deep within.
The flame burning strong; my desperation to get rid of any feelings left for you.
As a friend, a hated, a used-to-be, a liar, a trustable ass, any sorta shit.
Never regretted.
Because everything gives a lesson learnt.
Given a choice though?
Never would have started.