Haha. Wee. South Park fanfiction. Coool. This is for theflawintheplan, who wrote an awesome awesome awesome GregoryXChristophe story. Go read it. Can't remember what it's called. Whatever. It's awesome. HEY FLAW. UPDATE SOON.
Watching Futurama. FORTHEWIN.
I don't know what is going on.
I don't remember how it happened.
I can't imagine how it will end.
All I can see are colors,
brilliant reds and yellows and blues,
swirling and crashing in my vision.
I faintly see his face,
the man I know is responsible.
He is watching me with a twisted smirk,
A cigarette hanging loosely from his lips.
Because he gets some kind of
grim satisfaction
from my confusion.
I look back at the colors,
but they are gone.