Like an infant, I still got lots to learn from Mama, but the problem is, I don't have enough time, and that I have to count on myself for that.
Yet another problem is that, on some level, I'm weak, dumb, numb, slow as fuck
過著行屍走肉的生活... for real, how much time I've wasted, and how much more do I got?
The universe is never too big, cuz u can get so lost within your own self...
Nothing too sad or depressed, I swear, just that the mist is here, and it's pretty thick and heavy, period
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