You ever have one of those long stretches of time in your life where, despite your cheery daily facade, you're secretly and horrendously depressed because your life sucks and you're holding off on writing anything interesting for fear it'll turn into an emo-fueled rant? Yeah, I'm kinda going through that right now.
I'm reading about nuclear war, cooking pancakes, and seeing what 'tumblr' is.
It's that kind of day.
I'm reading about nuclear war, cooking pancakes, and seeing what 'tumblr' is.
It's that kind of day.
I know, I know: it don't.