the world, life, “god”. death and our tragedies as this orchestra still plays on. Time will change and times are gonna change.
I’m just craving a night of speaking of any little thing that could possibly be spoken of.
I hate asking people to do this because most people can’t handle a completely open minded conversation.
I just cannot explain how badly I just want to talk about nothing, sweet utter nothing.
thanks to manga, every time i see a comic strip i read it backwards and get confused
Someday you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.