Diary
04-04-2008, 09:43 PM
So we’re back out the woods again, this time there are nineteen bullets poised to fly through the air. I shouldn’t be writing right now but I’m in a spot that I feel is safe.
safe
I don’t know when I started to deceive myself with false notions of safety but maybe in the end it will help. Maybe in the end I won’t end up in the ground. Where’s that assassin? Where’s the rest of my team? Questions like that run through my head constantly and the funny thing is, I’m afraid that knowing the answers would be more terrifying than not. Ignorance is bliss I s
I have to cut this short, I think I heard something.
safe
I don’t know when I started to deceive myself with false notions of safety but maybe in the end it will help. Maybe in the end I won’t end up in the ground. Where’s that assassin? Where’s the rest of my team? Questions like that run through my head constantly and the funny thing is, I’m afraid that knowing the answers would be more terrifying than not. Ignorance is bliss I s
I have to cut this short, I think I heard something.