Sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep, I don't want to wake up on my own anymore.
Monday, 3 October 2011
Sunday, 2 October 2011
048: Burning every bridge that I cross
The only thing I feel right now. Painting myself with hopelessness.
Tuesday, 27 September 2011
043: Future
I just finished selecting my university preferences. I have no idea if I'm making the right decisions with any of them, though I suppose one can only hope with such things. My art exam is in about two weeks, followed by another 12. Too much pressure.
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