November 2011
I’m tired of feeling this way.
I know it would be right for me to let go
But no matter how much I tell myself to do it,
I cant.
I tell myself that its better to never see you again,
But no matter how much I try to forget,
It always makes me remember all the good times we had,
And even the bad,
And how much I regret the things Ive done,
All the things Ive said.
♥ “In Time” ♥
In the late 21st Century
Time has replaced money
As the unit of currency.
At 25 years old, aging stops
And each person is given
One more year to live.
Unless you replenish your clock
.
.
.
You die.
The Prophecy of the Seven:
Seven half-bloods shall answer the call,
To storm or fire the world must fall.
An oath to keep with a final breath,
And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death.
The Lightning Thief:
You shall go west, and face the god who has turned,