My name is Melissa. Sometimes my mind talks to me and I write what it says on the internet.
Getting past due paychecks while being lazy is probably the best feeling ever. Till I start this whole working thing again soon. I just wanna play video games and get paper, forever!
Its nice to grow. Its nice to live. Its nice to love. Aint it nice to know what it means to live? Isnt it nice to be anything at all?
Im getting nervous and tingly
Escapades in Melody: Just thoughts
I recommend this for good reads.
to further the advancement of the conscious inclination. No blue collars, no white collars, no collars at all except at the neck of a collective individual, with a luke-warm tie fastened on.
Who rummages through stars these days, of all days? If you knew illusion was calling, would you answer?..




