I can't quite explain it. It's all I ever think about, what I practice for on long nights after 10.
It makes me angry and sad. I cry for hours on end.
Yet it makes me smile and the happiest I've ever been.
With out it I'd be lost .With out it I'd die. I guess this is what you call an addiction.
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 1:58 PM UTC
I can't quite explain it. It's all I ever think about, what I practice for on long nights after 10.
It makes me angry and sad. I cry for hours on end.
Yet it makes me smile and the happiest I've ever been.
With out it I'd be lost .With out it I'd die. I guess this is what you call an addiction.
