My inner thoughts and ramblings that I have mulled over just because I feel depressed yet again were replaced by my temporary therapy of happiness by placing pointless useless stories that would only mean in a short time yet bound to break my internal organ even more by the harsh truth being slapped in my face as this is reality and nothing like the petty silly dreams that I think of that would steal me away from my misfortune like some overly used cliche which means nothing but thoroughly overused yet completely insignificant and grammatically redundant if put into simple words...

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In short, I just made a kernel sentence into a long one by putting modifiers that sensei taught us even though I know they don't mean anything at all.

Congratulations, self.

((Aseri))