Gr8, whatever i wrote previously just got refreshed and nothing is saved. Forget it, take it as I’ve written, I’ve posted and I’ve deleted. I’m not gna write again.
It’s just another day. Might be special to you, but it’s just gna be another day for them.
I wished I was a little more dumb, a little more ignorant; a little more simpler, a little more blur, a little more insensitive cause I’m tired of what’s running through my mind. Tear are liquid triggered by the several emotions such as pain and it’s been happening everyday. My pillows are wet, everyday.
i’m confused/tired of thinking.