All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken.
A light from the shadow shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

~J.R.R. Tolkien

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

The usual whattheheck-another-year-is-coming-to-an-end post

Days of joy, days of sadness,
slowly pass me by.
As I try to hold you, you are vanishing before me.
You're just an illusion.

*feel like 15 again* T___T

My life, oh my life...

2016 is coming to an end, can you believe that?!
What the heck. 0_o
Is text-emoticon still a thing?

I want to type more but have nothing substantial to say as usual.

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