Days of End (Mans past...Mans future ), Chapter 3 Trickles of light filtered in through the... gone was the girl gone was the girl once innocent of love,...

Report a comment Thank you for taking the time to report the following comment to the administrator of this site. Please complete this short form and click the submit button to process your report. Name   E-mail   Reason for reporting comment       Comment in question Posted by gsaracen 03-26-2008 13:59,   ... I wish I could write to give myself psychotherapy... but I am too lazy. So I do the daft thing and spend on a shrink. But shrinks just sit and listen as you talk to yourself almost. So... I really should write more instead.   » Report this comment to administrator   »  Go back to the story