inspiredtruly enervated i trust we all are,languished in our own aspirationsand unnerved we feel.what is there to fantasizebut the aurora of new mercies.do not be debilatedfor through that prism,we'll see hope fly us through.the disconsolation, no angst would there be.dismay and distress,nonchalent at rest.time.
seems to zoom so fast out of the window.
yet it seems like a slow crawling snail..
the beauty of english;
beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
english is from the heart of the writer.
hahaha, if you get what i mean.
things have been going well.
or at least it seems.
im not mentionioning anything academic here.
ohwell,
i am sure, im intrepid.
apprive to be invigorated(:
and that's the story of the heart; at
12:04 AM
inspiredtruly enervated i trust we all are,languished in our own aspirationsand unnerved we feel.what is there to fantasizebut the aurora of new mercies.do not be debilatedfor through that prism,we'll see hope fly us through.the disconsolation, no angst would there be.dismay and distress,nonchalent at rest.time.
seems to zoom so fast out of the window.
yet it seems like a slow crawling snail..
the beauty of english;
beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
english is from the heart of the writer.
hahaha, if you get what i mean.
things have been going well.
or at least it seems.
im not mentionioning anything academic here.
ohwell,
i am sure, im intrepid.
apprive to be invigorated(:
and the story ends like this; at
12:04 AM
