Nothing like gorging yourself on food with your bestest friend and drinking sour tea after to feel tingly.
Changed the skin. Guess the old one was too flashy. Inner minimalist cries in despair everytime it sees purple, pink and apricot flash onto the screen.
less is better.
In that case, i wonder if; i had less standards for myself, would i be happier?
It's funny how what im doing now will not matter when im dead and gone, and that i know that, and yet i still try so hard.
Try, but never accomplish.
Watch me slowly kill myself. heh.
thank you for saving me. i love you.
*edit
neither here nor there.
neither in between.
tell me please.
i dont know. i wish someone would tell me what's up and how to react accordingly.
im tired of making mistakes.