Its one of those days, everything had gone nicely it was calm and still your so upset you'd been dragged back down into a depression that had no reason of even being so near to you. The whole week was nothing but great and calm.... you'd love to tell someone how bad you really feel inside, but know you cant put it into words how exactly you feel. Ending up feeling horrible and sick, lose interest to really eat much as you sit alone and stare at your dogs as they play. you have nothing to do and no reason to be upset yet you continue to dig into old scars and tear them out simply to cry. Its just one of those days you were you cant control yourself and decided tonight was the night you'd tear apart your feelings and waste yourself away
