Walking my way through the streets,
can't you see the light shining,
spotlight on a fly.
It gets trampled, beaten and eventually dies.
Oh boohoo, the life of a fly.

I'm not being sarcastic. I'm being...tired.
RIDICULOUSLY TIRED.
And I have to waitttttt before I can watch Heart of Greed 'cos my mum came home late today.
URGH!
I have nothing better to do than to sit here and think widly about how messed up my life is.
Sometimes I wonder, how long is it going to take before everything starts crumbling down, revealing an opening that we've never ceased to discover.

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