I’m starting to think I’m an insomniac or something along that line. I mean, sure I take coma-like naps and drink copious amount of coffee, but this is seriously getting out of hand. School has been my top priority for awhile now, and I just really really cannot afford these restless nights that’s feeding the indolent side of me.
look i’m not saying i hate you, i’m just saying you assign a lot of homework
Perhaps snowflakes are nothing special after all, just raindrops in lace dresses.
I find comfort in solitude. Or maybe I’m just trying to save the world from the detonating bomb that I am.
Elli Ingram - “Poetic Justice”
”Filled with city”