emotions get so tiring nowadays. whats up with secret motives, personal agendas, double meanings, sideway glances, snubbing, petty hysterics? tired tired tired of that shit.
times like this, i just want to listen to jason mraz and laugh. no wonder my hair is getting thin. (yes ill laugh at premature balding if it is necessary.)
on a lighter note, yes apparently i have enough time to waste on frivolous things like my blogskin. :D originally i wanted a quintessential ageless simple kind to symbolise my coming of age as a more mature, more refined individual (turn to your left to projectile vomit), but i loved this one so what can i say? kudos to the maker!
