I made a (very) messy birthday cake to appreciate myself making it till 24.
I feel like giving up on everything. But, can I? At the end of the day, my unconscious mind keep telling me there're more unfortunate people on this earth, and that it will be better someday.
Let's dive in my pensieve. I draw, I read, I write. Brain works properly at night. Graduated from Psychology tho I have no idea about my own state of mind most of the time.
