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Tell me something, anything at all

I had a bad yester-day and a even worse to-day. Layton was there, he knows why. I really want to beat the fuck out of him because sometimes sorry just isn't enough.

I feel like my meds aren't really helping me at all. I feel like a machine, and the drugs are the electricity that animates me. Like deep down inside I'm still dead.

So tell me something good that happened to you today. Tell me a dream you had. Tell me anything to keep my mind off myself.

Picture of the day: Frustrated.Dream