2 months ago...but I am the old world's runner up, the best dresser who died like a dog, Mihael Keehl.
A vibe perhaps? I am not sure, but a strange feeling has the hairs on my neck standing straight up. What I thought was fluid motion has ripples and waves. The certain seems so blurry and peace slowly transcends to disharmony. I hope everything is okay with my world, but silence makes me weary. A sign of content and peace would be appreciated from the parties that hold my heart.
Tell me everyone and everything is okay. Please.
I once called myself Mello and was addressed by that name, but that was a long time ago. Good memories and nightmares.