Driftwood....
This will not be a thoughtful entry. I have no thoughts. If that were true, though, it wouldn't fit in this journal, would it? *points*
I think I'm finally working my way out of this sickness. My mind is sharp today...seems like all I've got left is this rough cough.
My friends have some crazy new things going for them, it seems. So crazy that they're not crazy, if you know what I'm saying. The case is not the same for myself. Despite this and everything else, I feel extremely powerful. And why wouldn't I be? Why wouldn't I be?
I think I'm finally working my way out of this sickness. My mind is sharp today...seems like all I've got left is this rough cough.
My friends have some crazy new things going for them, it seems. So crazy that they're not crazy, if you know what I'm saying. The case is not the same for myself. Despite this and everything else, I feel extremely powerful. And why wouldn't I be? Why wouldn't I be?