This week, I was just. In my room and in the house. I didn't want to get out of bed, didn't want to be productive, didn't want to anything.
I feel like I'm locked in tight all over again.
There's no future for me
I wonder if it's possible to make a life for yourself if you keep failing secondary education.
I'm starting to wonder if good MCU Bucky players are like mythical creatures. Everyone thinks they exist, but they really don't.
With talk of Civil War and Ant-Man, maybe the MCU will destroy itself in a blaze of glory. One can hope.