Dark Entries

Author: VivaLaRevolucion_

Date: November 25, 2007

I'm feeling so lonely. Please be nice and let me stay over, Jake.
That's not my name. Look, moron, I'm gonna call the cops, your invading my property.
But we're all criminals here, Jake. I saw you stealing from Gertrude's grocery store. That poor old lady. Did you know she's a Holocaust survivor?
You may stay. If you want.
Sweeet! I've over 800 poems to recite to you. The first one's named: A sea of dark darkness and eternal sorrow of the wicked.
This is worse than jail.