I have recently rediscovered the joy of pencil and paper. As such I have not been posting online very often. I do however still read this thing =D Hopefully in the not too distant future I will post some of these paper entries.
What use are all of your highly vaunted theories and sense of honor if you have nothing to show for it? Of what use is your unrequited love, graceful and sad in your own mind, when no one else sees it that way? How much longer will you sulk over what never was?
Alright, enough of this. You chose your path, so walk it.
Something nice, but at the same time a little sad. Something about life and happiness. But all I can think about now is washing dishes and moisturizing hands. Hahahaha.