tossedupthrownout

It’s been long since the last time I’ve been attacked ruthlessly by the gripes of insomnia, boiling down from perhaps the inability to control and overcome these thoughts of inadequacy. Rough times like these once again makes me wanna just pack my bags and take off, far away into foreign lands and woods and just roam free, with nothing but a weightless heart and you around. Outrageous? I hope not.