Sad

Today is hard. I woke up happy and tried not to let anything drag me down, and here we are at 12:24 and I want to die. Listening to Lauryn Hill, at least, feeds my soul in a way. Even my writing is lame today. Everyone sounds so fucking cynical.

And to be honest, I'm high as FUCK and I'm still glum. I'm just that tired, humdrum high. Like I'm by myself staring at a wall thinking of terrible things that have happened in my life.

I thought it might work to read something happy, so I googled "website for sad days" and seriously there is no archive of stuff someone would want to look at/read/listen to on a sad day. I think I might need to make that, on some real shit.

"For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these; 'It might have been.'"