Jamming out to Whip My Hair by Willow Smith, strange because I dont really have any hair. Things have been going great so far, just miss my friends. I miss the old days when life was simple but I need to adapt and adjust to life otherwise I'll remain stagnant and without progression.
Oh and idk when but I became a Drake fan :(
Darkness sees no fault. No human imperfection as far as genetics are concerned. Shadows cannot lie, for their very being is an absolute image. Reflected only in the presence of light, yet there is no prejudice. The still of night carries with her a sense of peace, every whisper amplified yet each word lost in translations. Oh how long shall the shadows I've so long embraced play garment,cloak to my eternal night?
