I cried last night. I had it coming, but I already knew what I have to do. I needed it anyway. I'm just so tired, but I'm feeling refreshed now. The sun's out, the birds are chirping, and it's a new day.

Other than that, it's been the same ol stuff as the days before.

Life is just a beautiful bastard, for me anyway, and I just need to take it one step at a time and flow wherever the river takes me, whether I like it or not.

I mainly don't, but when I do, I live like there's no tomorrow, damn it.