mrdaft

so ummm yeah

that project that I will start tomorrow, it was done yesterday.

some days

I go asunder

willing, and waiting

give me my thunder

let the lights go up.

Ahh, red riding hood.

Hidden behind a cowl

I have seen this.

Today? I scratch my head

I think to what end

Where does one go when the beginning is the end, and then is only when it truly begins?