December 2009
5 posts
the diary of a lonley man.
The night sky falls as the moon shines upon the city. I push my trolley of all the things i have left through the streets. I wonder where i’ll sleep tonight, i think to myself. I haven’t seen a bed in a couple of years now, but i’m use to it. There’s also this italian resturant that throws away leftover pizza into the back bin, so some nights i’ll be lucky and treat...
