All the pleasuries i once enjoyed so quiet, even when my mind still runs rampent. lately when i've been writing/typing nothing has sounded right.
hell, this story was a pain in the ass to figure out how to word... even if i had the picture in my head since i watch the movie.
i guess i just cannot find the normal joy i once had, or maybe i'm thinking way to hard about this stuff.
of course, it's not like anyone anywhere notices me that much. just another semi-unscuessful writer not knowing what the hell i'm doing... heh
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