Life always finds a way to depress the hell out of me. This is one of those times. I mean, nothing bad happened today, it couldn't have been better...but it's just...that when life doesn't change, any sort of change, it depresses me. In a bad sort of way. This could also be because I'm reading "The Bell Jar" by Sylvia Plath...which in itself is a
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