Heyy. Turning casual here, which meant no
thought construct and tons of grammatical errors coming along your way. It suddenly
got hard not to pause, contemplate and rewrite every sentence that comes into
my mind, as though my raw emotions and interpretations of the world holds
nothing worthy of sharing. Something within the depths of this hollow piece of
a skull warns me of a longing for words that rolls endlessly from the tip of
tongue, and what better way to reincarnate a deadly spell than to annoy
strangers?
(if I have to courage to go all out and beyond)