I wish I had a piano here..
I wish I had a musical instrument now..
I wish I had a punching bag..
I need something to vent out towards and that it would not react adversely.
I know what would help..just that i do not have it.
SIGH.
~ A place to vanquish boredom, holding little substance ~ Afterall, "No one means all he says, yet very few say all they mean; for thoughts are viscous and words are slippery..."
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