14 Apr
Nothing makes sense,
Pieces of the puzzle are lost
Nothing makes sense,
The only truth is behind my eyes
Nothing makes sense,
Retrieval is the past
Nothing makes sense,
If I could go back, I would
Nothing makes sense,
If I could sing then, I would
Nothing makes sense,
Then I would breathe, I’d laugh
If everything made sense,
I would go back and cry.
If everything made sense,
I’d [...]
I am an aspiring writer with some very visible procrastination habits and a unique case of A.D.D. (if it exists, that is) who draws conclusions very quickly. And draws in general, too! Besides slacking off, my other interests include staring into the monitor with a blank expression, crouching on my swivel chair, and eating some type of sweet things. I believe that arguing calms the soul, and blunt criticism is the savior of humanity (it was, is, and will be. Don't argue. Shakespeare said it. Or someone definitely did!). I don't like to use big words, so I will refrain from doing so as best as I can. Not because it irritates you, but because it irritates me. Also, I'll try to refrain from speaking other languages. But what if I can't help it? :) Qui es-tu?