Monday, February 2, 2015
If the value of one's life were measured in how many times, less or more, you did what needed to be done when it really matters, I am not sure the numbers would stack in my favor. And isn't that what it's all about?
Today was a long one, with no stupid game involved. It would sure be nice to decompress by sleeping. A girl can dream, can't she?
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