The Rusted Lock

"There are days when the chords of melancholy resonate with the wavelength of your soul. It's days like these that the skies seem gray. It's days like these that your feet feel like they're chained to the ground. It's days like these you gaze upon the night sky and wish... Just wish... that one day you'd trip over that silver key which'd open the rusted lock, and chained you will be no more."

Haha, lost my train of thought. I probably should write down ideas I get before they vapourise. My ideas are soo volatile. Argh. Sigh, you know you've had a great day when your finger has had a taste of concentrated sulphuric acid (specifically: 5 mol dm^-3). It burns x_x Don't know if it's the lack of sleep or hypoglycemia or chronic fatigue syndrome or.... I just felt so out of it today lol. Ahwells, I guess we all have our off days. Anywayssssss,

HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY KALKX! =)

I'd have loved to get you a baby walrus, but time constraints said otherwise =( Haha, have a blessed birthday Kalkx! ^^