Hello again

so it has been a while if my memory serves me correctly which it usually doesn't

At least a year

Life is hard and harsh
it go's slow struggling sickly as it slides along
But
in times it fly's past floating be it becasue of Fun fantastic times or
frightful times of fear

please try to play with the people in your pretty lives regardless of how perfect they are
 i am writing these words in a wild place so thinking is very hard atm

i will be back later :)