basically sometimes at night I like to write whatever comes to mind. Maybe it's a short story, maybe a poem, maybe it's just a wave of words.
anyways. I hope you like this if you decide to read it and uh yeah.
[ 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)