Everyone struggles with the hand they've been dealt.
Don't wait to be happy.
Locked at 3443, self inflicted. If you happen to have spotted me, the dementors were probably distracted. I drink poison in unimaginable amounts to keep this life rolling.
Everyone struggles with the hand they've been dealt.
Don't wait to be happy.
coffee spilled by
confusedself
at
06:42
No comments:
Post a Comment