Sigh.
Sometimes, it comes in, and fills up all the empty space, and solidifies. It hardens like cement, like concrete. And then everything sucks and I can't get out.
Happy is when I look back through my calligraphy notebook and see all the progress I've made in the last four days.
Sad is when there's nobody to talk to except Captain Morgan.
Sometimes, it comes in, and fills up all the empty space, and solidifies. It hardens like cement, like concrete. And then everything sucks and I can't get out.
Happy is when I look back through my calligraphy notebook and see all the progress I've made in the last four days.
Sad is when there's nobody to talk to except Captain Morgan.