not knowing where to go or who to find, he ended up writing this journal.
he has the life of an ordinary person, yet the way of thinking of a melancholia.
he just doesn't know how to find that four-letter thing.
P. S. the navigator buttons are the colored bookmarks.
Saturday, January 29, 2011
i see i've been an asshole all this time.
so this is what i deserve after all.
now i know..
now i know..
3:50 AM