Happiness in guilded boxes. It's always a nice thought. It's March and I'm feeling a little better. A lot of b.s. happened last year and I'm hoping that everything would be uphill from now. Advanced happy birthday, Tetay! Currently, I'm listening to music from my pc, Beckham. I've configured the settings so that I can access the hidden folders. I'm so crofty (spoken ala-Jinggay). Counting Blue Cars. The music lulls me to bliss. I remember being free. No cares. No qualms. Just me and my music. Some people drown themselves in amber ale; others, in the swirling swoosh of cigarette smoke; still, others choose to drown themselves in silence during times of despair. But not me. I'm too proud to admit my misery. Why waste time sulking when you can celebrate your little glories with music.

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