"I think I'm moving but I go nowhere..."

I'm not exactly the happiest thing around right now.

But hey, I didn't cry for anyone to see.

I made it a private thing.

Give me credit for that.

I think I've once mentioned that the right way didn't exactly meant that it was a pain free way.

I think that statement is applicable right now.

I won't walk away.

But that doesn't mean I have to pretend to be happy about it.

Shit stuff happens to shit people.

And I am shit.

I don't feel like talking.

More music, more black and white photos, please.

I need my escape.

Miniature pool.