don’t really know what’s going on. heh
when do i, really?
i need slow muddy echos of a piano
and not the harsh interlude of a drum.I’m getting tired of this! i’m so honestly frustrated
by it. everytimes something i want comes close
to the point where i can almost attain it, i start
questioning myself&my feelings change to the point
where i feel completely indifferent.
I am afraid of this type of change, as much as i welcome any other
i don’t know what i’m doing in a situation like this. ohoh, but i will
be alright! i’ll overcome this uncertainty of something more.
Ha! my mom wants it, why don’t i?
…….
&&my dad…he does not know change! He does not know how to
recognise his problems and address his issues. we can all feel
the tired ache and i’m starting to believe in depression.
my spine is showing and my ribs are sticky. ask me things.
в итоге: бесподобно.