Answer The Call Of The Butterfly....
I am an abject failure of a man, every second i wake up and scream to myself with regret, hoping that one day smething wil magically change. For now, it won't and it never will unless i act. The idleness and Inaction i have caused to myself since 2020 has led me into an early grave, and waking up only feels as if i am a dead man left walking in hopes to find anything even the most miniscule amount of hope in his life. I am a terrible person with a terrible heart it is a wonder how i have not been smitten down yet. My life is an evergreen pyramid of monotony, only broken up by my unorganized sleep schedule and the spontaneity that i hold so dearly as to spice up whatever left of hope i have in my own mind. I am now here with no talent under my belt, with no name to achieve and a childhood and teenage life devoid out of any thing interesting other than my video game addiction.
i like da videogames Backloggd
wowzajust a test
if only the world was right.
I haven't been able to write for a while, And my hands speak differently than my mind; For as long as i am inflicted with this bile, I will never be able to grasp what is mine.
Even with wings, i must do the bidding of others.
Written by Maya Genevieve Elizabeth