I can hear the sound of violins.

So its another day, and the same old bullshit. sore muscles and always something missing. For once, its not the girl.. its the phone. Some fuck stole my phone, ah wells, life goes on.

I was looking through some of my old phones, and i saw a bunch of notes i saved on my phone about 2 years ago, and it was amazing... its like i was looking for something deep within, hahaha... ZEN. (refer to one of the very first post's) I'm going back there, and im looking forward to it. :) going to help with the stress. :D

<3 waiting....

FtW