Nocturnal thoughts in Saturday night. Came along with the nasty, nasty truth. Everything good, is made to be bad. The better it gets, the worse it feels, vice versa. And of course, everything bad, is made to be good. But once again, the better it gets, the worse it feels, vice versa. I don't know in which way I am right now. But, I am feeling worse, so I guess the better it gets for me. As far as I know, life likes to play tricks. And they're exhausting.
Exhale.
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