There's too much thought for so little words conversed. please, try to comprehend the basics. the necessities that we all pride ourselves of. i'm used to the blank stares and the empty hearts. but any further action now would just dull what is the past. i don't want to be another infection just waiting to be cleansed. i want to be the cure, the end of of this on-going struggle that has plagued our existance. don't make me another page you'll turn. so let's dance on the line of lunacy and flirt with the thought of being free