|Current mood:|| cold|
|Current music:||The sound of the bloody Air Conditioner of this classroom|
I have to believe in a world outside my own mind. I have to believe that my actions still have meaning, even if I can't remember them. I have to believe that when my eyes are closed, the world's still there. Do I believe the world's still there? Is it still out there? ... Yeah. We all need mirrors to remind ourselves who we are. I'm no different.
I have lot's to say but little time, or rather little will, to say them, see you next time.