infinite hopelessness, overcoming & KonMari

doomsday culture is killing me sometimes

I used to have a fetish for poetry, which I of course also tried living out. I can feel you and me cringing a tad, but that is okay, I am living and learning. If I was able to find one right now, I would have shown you.

I can remember mean comments too and in this case, they had great backbone. Yes, I had never perfected my writing, yes, I am young, so …