Films, and such.

listening to: Time Is Running Out by Muse

achtung, baby.

so what's up, man. im not sure if anyone visits this blog anymore, which by the way, is turning into a once in a month thing. that's kinda sad, cause well. its a medium through which i (used) keep in contact with many people.

so. things aren't going well again. it's rough and uncomfortable and another one of those long, angsty periods. i guess this is one part of me which will never change. i think, unfortunately, this is me. long, mumbling talks with myself, trying to figure myself out. making a sweeping statement of change and returning to my little phases of pain. i always thought i'll grow out of it, but hey. i guess not.

i kinda wish that it rains. its always better when it rains.

i'll be so pleased to see you out of the classroom wearing the smile that i'll bring you.
so impossible, dashboard.

whats wrong with me. whats wrong with me. whats wrong with me now.

thank you guys for coming.