nthng nthng nthng. do either of us have any idea what the fuck is going on here?

i've never had much faith in the choices i make for myself. i suppose i'm impaired in this aspect. not tt he would be interested in any of these my excuses. in the light of everything, apologies are starting to seem increasingly inane. where did we go, my lovely?

i've always envied pple who weren't inclined to know what they were gonna to do the next day. sometimes i wish i could be like tt but i feel like i'm always running out of time. and love.


:: Let It Roll - train