Humbug=♥
things probably happen for some reason, well why am i living here, why do i see ghosts on the street, why are you still there since you're gone, why are you haunting the corners, and why is everything too difficult to bury? -it's the last time i'm doing it because i know you're still reading the nonsenses i'm writing while being drunk or depressive, or both, and maybe you should stop because it's so UNFAIR for me not to know what you become. Find something better to do when you're bored. I should move and this would be the end of the last link we have.
