Valentines...red [blood or hearts?] is in the air

Happy valentines,
I thought i'd go RED today, seen as its erm..seasonal?!
That's probably NOT what its called, but for now, it is!!
made something...lala
didah. well did you know Valentines has the highest suicide rate..
so maybe red is appropriate
i know this sounds a strange question but why is a heart shaped like this -> <3 when we draw it when it looks nothing like that?! haha. strange...
I'm listening to R.E.M. They rock, you know.
lol i should be getting ready for someone to come...but i'm writing this!! oh well...haha. I'm always in a rush..well..not always sometimes i'm a organised as clockwork..okay, so thats not what the phrase is but its a variation of it haha.
Nic is going to Brand New concert...didah... tommorow. he's looking forward to it, they probably wont get back till 3/4/1 am!!!! lala. i'd be exhausted..maybe...depends. i'm not on New Years....but still..
listening to R.E.M. Reno...or something like that!! haha.
actually should go now, honest, i will

cya

william
happy valentines.
x




Dheity slowly crept down and balanced himself on a few twigs slightly lower than he would have wanted. Crimein wanted to follow but Dheity had made a gesture with his hand not to. Even with his weight on it, it was swaying. He bit his lip trying to concentrate on what he was doing.
He looked down, gulping at the distance between him and the ground below. He knew that it probably seemed longer, but from up there he had to trust his eyes. He summond up strength from somewhere in his head and leaned across to get a better view of the people below.
Dheity nearly let out a cry of anguish, it wasn't a friend, it was definately a foe. Leaves fell into his hair and dropped to the ground.

On of the mens ears pricked up above his greasy black hair and swiftly turned round. Dheity didn't have time to leap up from the twigs to the cabin, so the mans' grin leered across his face and nudged the man beside him as they stared up at Dheity his face showing all of his emotions. Frightened, haunted, and hatred. The men leapt for the trees trunk, Dheity quickly got out of his transfixed state and leapt into the lookout.

Crimien could tell what had happened from his look, they both didn't speak and leapt out of the nearby window onto a nearby tree like a flying squirrel.

"Where are we going to go now?" Shouted Crimien
"I don't know. back to the camp...maybe."
"No, I can't face it, not today anyway. There's been too much happening."
"Your right, I know a place to go, quickly down the treetrunk."
Crimein nodded and slid down like there leader had taught them how to.
Crimein followed, he could here the men fumbling about in the lookout.
Dheity strode a few steps ahead and was heading toward the trees, maybe a sanctuary or maybe a place for things to hide, maybe them, maybe creatures.