i'll be sneaking out where the shivers won't find you.

Sometimes all you need is to hear someone's laughter, a familiar laughter. Being alone is a silent killer. It creeps in silently in your own silence and suddenly your thoughts are all you can hear and they're so loud the only way you can silence them is by sleeping. But even in your sleep they haunt you. They want to play russian roulette with you because, your thoughts, they know, you will lose.‏