O soul, you are weary and troubled.
No light in the darkness you see.


I see myself changing, many things i will gain, many i will lose. For the better, for the worst, who can tell but Time, that which consumes our lives? The things of earth have grown strangely dim, education has lost its purpose, life is questionable. Thoughts to ponder, logic to reason, questions to answer, duties to fulfill. Come, Time! Devour away quickly, this current stage is not worth the living.
Alas, life goes on, memory fades, what more this than a load of forgotten thoughts?


Hmm, been thinking too much lately. Ought to find something to busy my mind. Shall i return to the slack life of gaming, or take on the tough life of mugging? After all, im only 16, thats how people my age are, isnt it?