Cold, tired and hungry.
A bit lonely, but alright otherwise.
Pretty good, but confused over my thoughts.
Can't tell if I'm cheerful or feel like punching myself in the head.
~~ℱℴrღαℓℓϒ ℸℎℯ ℸωίℓίℊℎℸ ķηίℊℎℸ~~
Pathetic. I've pretty much accepted that by now.
Tired from work, and kinda down.
Tired but relaxed.
I ♥ my female Bisharp.
Claimed: Golett ~ Iron Fist ~ Shadow Punch ~ Big Pearl ~ Light Clay.