Life is fleeting and oh so strange.

Ever feel surrounded? Ever feel like something's just not right? Perhaps like you just don't belong? Sometimes I feel like that. And sometimes I feel like this:




Ever felt like the world is on yr shoulders? Like you just couldn't possibly move another inch? Ever feel like, no matter how hard you stare at this paper, yr eyelids are just enevitably going to close soon? Sometimes I feel like that. And sometimes I feel like this: