My Life and It's Random Happenings.

There’s a place whenre the shore meets the water, the line where life, dreams, and reality all blur. A place that exists only in the lowest regarded nightmares. A thin line that is all black; appearing wonderous, yet so empty. One side of this line is full of life, wonderous, the other teeming with succulantly turmoiled death. Where all you know and all you ever knew fade to nothing. Where you can be happy, without acknowledging all the pressures and stresses. Such a simply lonely place…