Sometimes curling up and crying seems like a good idea that will turn into a bad idea the morning after.
Sometimes you do all you can in your might to be good, but things just turn bad. like milk.
Sometimes you feel like stabbing at your chest with a knife, to see if your heart is still there.
Sometimes quotes gets to you, and you write them down.
Sometimes you make wrong decisions that seemed right.
Sometimes I want to be someone, something else. like a rock, or the wind, or just me, sometimes.
Sometimes life is just like this, and cursing and swearing will not help. one. bit.
Sometimes reminisces just gets to you.
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