When's the last time you did something for the first time?

Welcome to a land where nothing ever matters, but is frequently survellianced. Welcome to a place where people gather around but no one ever speaks, or at the least says anything too incriminating, or anything at all. Welcome to a dark spot in a happy person's life, meaning to act sad on purpose if it means they'll get to live on another day, if it means they can go unnoticed, by staying under the radar. Welcome to nature's greatest individuals who's both artistic, and at the same time uncanny. Welcome to a hill that was never supposed to be as big as it is, or at least no one ever expected it to be as big as it is -today. Ladies and Gents welcome to freakin' SILENT HILL I feel alone, even with the good times, I often want to hide away. Most times my vortex is in tact, and then there are times when I'm talking too much. I'm telling horrid people way too much. and I'm always left feeling like half of me died. see, my hands are loving, but they qui