𝕬𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖆 ☾

It was a perfect night, as my thoughts clashed upon each other. Sturdy in the moonlit glimmers, my cuppa coffeé shined bright. Lorde's supercut was the first song on her playlist. I listened to it for the nth time.

I just want to improve my spoken, and these days i have got no one to talk to. Unlike previous good old times, when i used to call people and talk with them for hours but these days, i am just an uncomfortable mess, who is a flibbertigibbet to himself. I just want to loosen up these feeling. Put them up in someone's ears, cut down the burden and share a wonderful life, but i guess it isn't happening now, now in the visible future under my periscopic sight. * Sigh *

When you accidentally type ha ha ah ha

Corona + Exams