Why is it that every night when I fall asleep happily, so looking forward to the next day, it just somehow turns to be the other way round?
Whenever I woke up feeling happy, something must come between me and my happiness, between me and my day.
EVERY SINGLE TIME!
It makes me mad, really. Very mad.
I don’t think I ever want to look forward to the next day, don’t ever want to go to bed happily because one of the worst feeling in the world is my day being ruin by something or someone.
Drives me insane. Like fuckingseriously.
