4:39pm...a time so oppressively bleak. Any chance u thought u had to do something--to be someone--has slipped through ur fingers like a fist full of sand. It was just 11:13am, the dawn of hope, yet now u stand on the precipice 6ish-7ish, a dark void where souls wander w/o purpose
don't ask me ""what's on my mind""" if you don't want to hear me explain why shrek 1 has the best plot line but shreks 2s soundtrack fuckin slaps so much harder
Good Morning, you got this. Don’t push yourself too hard though.
No shame in needing a break, these times are hard enough as is. Just take it one step at a time.