Time seems to drifts into and endless void. I'm fed up and I want to get out. There's nothing left to make me feel I need to hold back. Need a change.

Every day is just like...every other day. What's the point?

I'd do anything to break the cycle. Make days worth getting up for.

My mum's op was sucessful, and she's in good spirits. I'll be seeing her tomorrow. Even all this feels like a cycle now. We're going round in circles, doesn't seem to be and end.

Let me out. at 5:04 p.m.

david gray = evilness | :-) v.s :-(