Hey unfaithful I will teach you
To be stronger, to be stronger.
Hey unloving, I will love you,
I will love you, I will love you.
I will love you
I have been trying to write a blog all morning. My fingers are dying to tell the story, but my mind has other ideas. On other pages of this novel, in another fucking time zone. It’s annoying when nothing adds up, right?
I’ve been listening to Underoath all morning. It makes me happy, it mades me sad, it calms me down.
In general, my world is happy. But damn, if I don’t want it all…