I draw a hot sorrow bath in my despair room with a misery candle burning. I wash my hair with regret shampoo after cleaning myself with pain soap. I dry myself with my gorgeous white 100%, and it will never change, towel then smooth on my I don’t deserve lotion and I hate myself face cream then I put on my alone again silk pajamas and go to sleep. When the hue has gone blue and you can’t quite grin and bear it let this word picture remind you
IT CAN ALWAYS BE WORSE; IT CAN ALWAYS BE WORSE; Keanu Reeves
Ode to Happiness
