There was once a time where everything I did felt good.
Now the things that once brought me joy chip away at my soul leaving me feeling like I am no longer a real person.
Imagine how scary it is becoming a ghost when you are still living.
There was once a time where everything I did felt good.
Now the things that once brought me joy chip away at my soul leaving me feeling like I am no longer a real person.
Imagine how scary it is becoming a ghost when you are still living.
One word for you, son: Butter.
Yeah, there are times when sunflower spread just doesn’t cut it. 😉