Wednesday, August 19, 2009
I am sick of this

I am sick of this. Like, I don't want to hope for anything, yet I can't not hope for something. It is just driving me nuts. Soon, I will be walking on the walls.


Don't want to worry, don't want to care.


Ignorance is bliss. If so, why do I feel a sense of dread and apprehension?


appleya thought hard on 6:27 AM.