I'm in the middle of telling my paper why there's no such thing as Selflessness. It's always about you.

It's funny when sometimes, the people I wanna be around most are the people I wanna get away from. Then I'll be all by myself, till I get bored of being alone. Then social life resumes.

This doesn't even qualify as as a post. Where's my phone? All my notes are there. Damn... phone's outside. I'm getting better at this touch typing thing.

It's also possible that 1239 is a good time to go to sleep. Be back with more sense when supply is resumed.





Heaven is not hellthy