Everything's Illustrated.

I wish if that was true.
Not much is illustrated.

I don't know why she puts up a hard face and not telling why.
I don't know why I keep mistaking the fact as if I'm well prepared.
I don't know why I miss all those people and pretend not to do so.
I don't know why their justifications make so little sense to me.
I don't know why I feel this unillustrated (is there a word like this???).

p.s.I actually prepared a loooooonnnnnnnng story to post, but I'm just not in the mood.