This sucks. I have this overwhelming feeling inside me. I want to write, I want to express myself. I want to photo-edit. I have nothing. There's nothing to inspire me, nothing to push me to create. Now obviuosly, I'm twisted up in some emotional knot at the moment, probably induced by a week full of stress and over thinking being released after an evening of drinking. This is nothing serious, just a lot of "What the fuck?" and head shaking with Amy Lee's vocals blasting in the background.
Now y'all go back to whatever it is you were doing.
Now y'all go back to whatever it is you were doing.
Wow.