rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Some Days

Some days are not what you wanted them to be. Some days beat you senseless with a big stick. Some days were just out to get you and got exactly what they wanted. Some days you would like to subtract from your memory. Some days are so crappy that you can't wait for them to be over. Some days leave you curled up in a corner unwilling to do anything, because you know it will go badly. Some days, the only thing for which you can feel grateful is the fact that all days end.

I will sleep now.


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