Okay... 4 chapters of El Fili, 6 chapters in War of the Worlds (to memorize), and a research paper... "-.-
I'll always be wrong even when I'm right.
I find comfort speaking in a different language like French, or Japanese when I'm really depressed.
I feel as if I did something wrong again. God, please... tell me I didn't.
Thanks for pointing out my unreasonable existence. Thanks for reminding me that "I don't exist".
Yeah. I don't exist. THANKS.
I'm still afraid but being with you guys... maybe that feeling isn't so bad.
I was laughing like an idiot earlier this day. It felt stupid.