....

It kills when you see someone live the life you so desperately wanted to live.
Feels like hot molten wax on marble.

And you.Thank you,for making each day end on such a desperately pathetic note.I can now gladly conclude during my moments of fun that you'll be there to ruin them all,ultimately.

Comeback.

Clearly,i was grossly mistaken about the fact that i had deleted my previous blogpage.I'm surprised,this page still exists. :)
This shall be an outlet.Of randomness,mostly.
Or i might write about serious issues as well.
Or i might just delve into an impulsive self-hatred and go on a blog-deleting spree.