Good night, world. Tmr, the apocalypse...

dead unless he doesn't recover and he can get an MC...

NOOO... I submit myself to fate... I haz fever...

What happens when you lose sight of your "adhoc target"? Your plan backfires... D=

This isn't music. This is shit.

My head is killing me... D=

just lost The Game o:

Reality check. I'm dead...

The thoughts running through my mind makes my mind busier than the station at peak hour...

Right now, I wouldn't mind being a doll controlled by others...