the scent of summer's solitude
Sunday, February 22, 2009
that aweful feeling
the past week have been the most depressing ever. that feeling so hard to describe but it's as though the sun no longer shines and the wind suddenly cease to dance. and everyday life seems nothing more than just another day.
posted by Ian at
2:20 PM
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