how good are good intentions when they screw you in the end? late at night when you're ready to call it a day, are you happy? do you fall asleep with a smile on your face, excited to wake up? or do you just lay there, your stomach twitching with the fear of waking up to another day here in hell?
for me, it varies. i take each day one at a time. and i try not to sweat the small, and keep the faith that everything will be fine.
to all that does not matter "slide".
knowing what to do? well that only comes with practice. just go with your feelings, don't think too hard.
i think it's a talent though that some people just don't have. where you see through the smoke and mirrors people put up to hide whatever it is they want hidden. i wish i had that talent.
i think i want to barf... my stomach is hating all these pills.
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