The Mike Says...
Tuesday the 20th of April 2010
There are times where you can't identify an emotion beyond saying “Um...Afraid?” but that's not right. It's like an exileration. Like you're glad to be alive, restless, and you want to rape something. *eyes my cat* Did I say 'Rape?' I mean 'Pet.'
Anywho, no story, no nothing. Just a pick of Saffron covered in blood in a hallway. It just felt right.