I lay my soul in twilight’s cradle, not to dream, but to rise in silence,
where the world sleeps, I awaken,
a shadow with purpose,
clocking into the dark
while stars punch in beside me.

When one seed of kindness plants deep roots, it may one day shade a whole county... Your smallest act could change the world’s canopy.

Time is a river, and we are leaves... drifting, clinging, and letting go.

It's Monday, February 10th, 12:14am. Another day wasted doing nothing, and probably the same scheduled for tomorrow.. This cycle is never ending! feeling like a gross little baby creature disguised under pink and glitter

It's been freezing, I'm cold and even right now my hands are like ice-cubes.. I didn't appreciate the warmth while it was here, I never do, and I always end up complaining when it wards off the cold.. D:

Goodnight to you!!!

Until next year.

Fallon out.

It's Saturday, January 25th, 1:15 AM. Another day's work's done, and more waiting for me in about six or seven hours. This cycle must keep rolling I say.

The weather has been "comfortable". At least better than the super cold we're stuck with lately. I can't say I mind the break. Perhaps we should be grateful while it lasts.

Anyway, good night to everyone reading these.

Until next time.

"Me" Out.

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