listening to z-chen's 'Quan Yu'...
My writing has become kinda watered down recently.
I'm only posting becoz I'm afraid I'll forget stuff.
That's stupid.
If I can't remember them, then they're not worth remembering.
Right?
Read this from a book: memories are nothing but the imagination blown out of proportion.
Possibly.
Previously, each time I said I was done with it, I was not.
But I can't afford to waste anymore precious days, hours, minutes, seconds.
I'll be another year older soon.
*hyperventilates again*
A whole year gone.
Gimme back my time.
I need a getaway. Soon. To completely remove myself from the rut.
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