The pain will end soon. The pain will sear now. Bear it, dear heart. But I must go now. 8217;til death do us part. Never confuse a single defeat with a final defeat. She stares out the smudged window,. Her breath mingling with the smoke.

I Want all the Books I Read, to be as Engaging as The Kite Runner. Today, it has been raining all day. It is such a relief to hear the rapping on the raindrops hitting the cement outside, and walking outside, getting soaked to the skin in a few minutes. Is it weird that I love rain this much? I have enrolled into college, for winter quarter. I am going to go for a degree in English, and hopefully become a teacher.

I actually have something to say. En Automne et en Hiver.

Long time, no seen.

Murder on the Rise will now be moving to a new blog called. Since I feel that this site no longer fits the feel of my writing. Which I apologize not to have posted very often. But this lack of sense gives me an online wanderlust for something for metropolitan and critical, even. I apologize for any inconvenience, if there is o.