My soul sounds like a grumpier version of me. It's my best friend.
It usually speaks to me about irrelevant things. I enjoy its company sometimes. And sometimes i just want to kill it.
There's a happiness and sadness meter built in our bodies. Mine are adjusted in the middle, balanced, both of them. Like a sound wave that's flat.
I don't know if i'm going to do anything about it. I'm too tired to worry. I feel as if i've been running for so long and i just want to rest.
I just want to rest. Stop thinking. Relax
Song:
bababababbbbooorrrriiinnngggggg...
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