Les see, been angering people, saying wrong thing, etc. Makin them upset. Annoying myself yada. Its a mean cycle (oh dear lord been listening to too much paramore). Been feeling shitty and crappy. So i went home. Guess what. Power was out. -_-. Bleck. Day been shitty.
And you know, i snapped mentally earlier. I grew sick of what ifs. I knew full well i loved my position on life and what not. And didn't care about what ifs, everything in past is done. I am just working for future.
My mind apparently got the message...except it read it as "What if dresdenn style!" time.
Random poem, written from being bored in a fricken power outage D:<:
*WILL COME FREAKING LATER WHEN MOLLY IS NOT MESSING EVERYTHING I TYPE UP WITH FACEBOOK D:<*
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