GothamPanda

Stumble and fall, always stumbling, always falling. At least that was how emotions actually were when it came to things that couldn’t be easily understood anyway.  It all started on a rooftop, where someone had made a comment, a comment that was surely going to appeal to a future event. That is, if such a comment such as this: “You know, its funny. You’re eyes show a lot more emotion than what you try to let off sometimes, you know that?” Could really appeal to a future event anyway.  The sky was dark, as dark as it was possible, well past the time to sleep, at around the time of 10:00p.m. A foot tapped impatiently at the