Sometimes, I get the urge to just shout and scream at my problems until they go away; leave me alone; bugger off.
Sometimes, I just ignore it. Maybe it'll go away.
Sometimes, I cry and cry and cry.
But in the end, it changes nothing. Why bother doing things, if all it leads to is nothing? All things become nothing; ergo, nothing shall simply defeat me.
I don't really care anymore. Siiiiigh.
-The Lexiconical-
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