I would dream forever...
A friend sent this article to me. It's great. You should read it: America the Illiterate.
Completely unrelated, and yet in keeping with this theme of pessimism, I had a conversation last night that made me kind of depressed unsure; insecure; vaguely embarrassed. Basically kind of crappy.
Sometimes I think I'm my own worst enemy.
I want to curl up, hide under the covers, and not talk to anyone ever again.
Completely unrelated, and yet in keeping with this theme of pessimism, I had a conversation last night that made me kind of depressed unsure; insecure; vaguely embarrassed. Basically kind of crappy.
Sometimes I think I'm my own worst enemy.
I want to curl up, hide under the covers, and not talk to anyone ever again.