Viết vào một ngày tịt mũi đến nao lòng.
Time was so bad because I deviated from what was originally me. I don't think it would have such a big impact since I'm just a listener with no resistance. But surely, more or less things like that are parasitizing and changing, assimilating this boring host. I wrote for a long time, but I deleted half of it, I won't curse at one another since tomorrow. I admit I feel lose when I'm in an argument for nothing with anybody.