sigh.
since when was it.
that i stopped caring?
anyway.
back to rant.
about a few small nothings.
there's too little time.
there's too many things to do.
and probably no way to solve it.
but.
that's all my wishful thinking.
it'll solve itself eventually.
one way or another.
more h-i-n-a spamming.
and meaningless insulting.
continues to plague me.
but i brought this upon myself anyway.
so who else do i have left to blame.
i know, but i don't do anything about it.
yeah. that's right.
i know.
but i don't do anything.
i guess then.
its time to do something.
rather, try to.
so little time.
so many things to do.
and yet i find joy in my situation right now.
a few weak forces.
they are what's left.
and they hold me up.
i would probably just fade away,
should they let go one day.
but that will never happen.
because it's what they're here for.
and, for one.
wonderful music will never die out.
so i'll just sit here,
waiting as always.
waiting for that one day.
when the sun will smile upon me.