sketching, drawing, planning, scheming is so easy.
…it never turns out exactly as planned though =(
Right now I’m kinda bummed out with life itself. It all seem so unfair. I can’t continue to the next level without hurting someone. Behind door number 1 is a innocent heart crushed…
…behind door number 2 is my demise, my failure.
I hate to let myself down. Now I’m forced to…one way or another.
I always pictured a happy ending. Now that I’ve seen how it’s supposed to be, I can only end every day in an “okay” -way, never happily though.
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