Try to put your grubby hands on this

I was juggling with the words deny and deprive the whole Christmas break, and it resulted to this. Here I go again marking that4 am shit. Well, I'll just go ahead and download music instead. It's funny how I was thinking of making plans to z, and it realized while taking a long puff that it's not going to go anywhere near great even if I try to iron it out. I suddenly had a doze of inspiration from my friends, and decided that the last thing I'm doing with heart was that thing two days ago. And to hell with all the penmanship inside the blue lines. I go with where I am happy this time, and even if titillation leads to the road to perdition, I'm taking it. That stone-faced mask is getting pretty attractive.