this past couple of weeks was... hard, and i'm tired. no big problems though, only a lot of small ones that clustered inside my head.
one thing lead to another and the other... small big lies here and there. where nicotin and alcohol wasn't any much help at all. where your masterpiece was only a mockery for others. where even your presence was a mockery...
where a long sigh... was all that i can do. and yesterday i burst into a volcano... but it too wasn't any much help at all, a volcano as scary as it is.. only creates another problem...
