death is the unknown.
the questioning. death is bitter cold. numbing pain. frightening visions and inescapable thoughts.
life’s temperature is hot.
Published by BrandysBrain
"Writing, to me; is simply thinking through my fingers." — Isaac Asimovz [This blog is mainly one that concerns my life with my furbabies; Princess Coco and Mr. Whiskey, 'Chiweenies.' You've been warned.] My blog is mostly one of "journal-esque" (diary) entries with few real names being used to protect the innocent or to keep those who are not so innocent from being tracked down. View more posts
