My Tragic Caffeine

It's been a couple of years now and the memory ain't sweet...

I hate it but still couldn't really forget it, maybe this is what we call trauma.

The aftermath is secondary, but from this one, it's evidence...

I could never be the same again!

"God help me, here beneath my lies, what I'm waiting for? I don't believe it's hell but I might just be there... Tonight!!"  - Sum 41 [What am I to Say]