Vous êtes très frais

it feels like something's died inside of me. I don't know how long it's been dead, or what it is, or if it even really is dead, but I think it is. sometimes you might catch a glimpse of it, and sometimes those glimpses may be stronger than others, but for the most part it's dead. I think. I wish it would come completly back. maybe it was happiness, or some self confidence, ...