I keep wearing armor and walking into battle. I keep doing it even when I know I shouldn't. I win some, lose some.
It's kind of hard to keep track when you go to war with yourself.
― S.M.
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Poesie[ A c e d i a : ennui ; state of torpor or listlessness ; spiritual apathy ] Poetry attempts / Random thoughts / Musings (P.S. I'm not very good at this, don't expect too much. Thanks)
