Sometimes, things are running along so smoothly that you cannot help but think "wow, I'm actually doing ok right now" and you might as well walk onto a stage and scream "Macbeth" at the top of your lungs. It is a known fact that before you know it, the bottom will fall out and you will be left standing in the freezing rain wearing your favorite pants that cannot be exposed to water.
Oh, and those pants? They will be ruined and you will cry.
And then you with think "fuck". And you will drink. A Lot. Even for you.
School is piling up and I feel really guilty about missing this one class that I don't particularly care for and my friends mom died and I am sad. Welcome to depression station, all aboard!
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