this morning, i woke up on the wrong side of the bed, put the pictures back up, painted my nails, called my dad and wore jeans.
things are different today.
but my heart still hurts. although, it hurts a lot less today. and maybe even less tomorrow.
tomorrow i won't even wake up until i absolutely have to- but when i do, i promise i won't think of ..
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