The sad winters are here again...the coldness masking everything bright n glowing, turning into frost!!! I plan something for everyday, something small, something big, something for myself n something for you but alas!!!, i just don't get out of the bed. This warm bed feels like a prison....its like ice is building over my pool of thoughts. Everything is being directed to tomorrow, just like that!
OHHH!!!!
i have to get up n i have to go out n i have to talk n i have to write n i have to do a lot of other stuff..... BUT I DONT WANT TO GET OUT OF THE DAMN WARM BED!!!! Ughhh!!!! I am such a baby! HELP ME plssssssssssss.
