Cross roads;

Know that I prefer to bring things to my grave.
And the things I talk about are all frivolous issues I pretend to be worried about maybe because I want people and myself to believe that I am concerned about it and I have nothing else crucial at the back of my mind.
Because every time I fail, I die and lose a reasoning of my existence; how many times have I died versus the many times I tried is incomparable.

I am lifeless after that many tries.

Wake me up when september ends.

Works likes a charm, don’t you thinkk?

In another life;

Please keep yr emotions in check.

@TheGoogleFacts: If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months & 6 days, you would have produced enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.
— So think again when raising your voice to prove a point;