All Was Golden In The Sky

Maybe… maybe I should have a journal for these (depressing) things/thoughts. A journal instead of a twitter. But then twitter is like a journal too, only more crude- convenient.

It’s surprising how these past few days my mornings have been made of sunshine, yet at nights, I cry myself to sleep knowing god knows why. Maybe I’m bipolar, maybe I’m not.

I’m not quite sure anymore.

I really, really need to document these things just so I can laugh at myself in the future.

Seriously.

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