I am writing this to the fellow kids like me who are really confused right now, in their mid-20 iteration of their earthly life.
My hopes and dreams shall be broken gazillion time, but I’ll always pick them up, stick them together, and keep walking forward.
Cloudy white mist and mind, the tallest strut of a kind, cuddling the clouds taller as the air, tall in a dream, with moments of despair.
For a life that is destined to the safe haven under a blue recluse, my reminiscences keep me intact.
My new obsession for a custom font is over now, after two days of literally dotting my i’s and crossing my t’s.
Two cats in an awesome jet, fighting evil and trying to win the heart of the cute Miss Briggs… What could be a better cartoon show than this?