today was meant to be a normal day. full of friends, jokes and enjoyment.
but that wasn't today. today was just today. the idea of today was just an allusion of the longing peace from the brain.
today I wanted to enjoy myself, but school for me let out early, and the little birds chirped loudly.
but then again there is still tomorrow. the idea of tomorrow being better today is just and allusion of the longing peace of the brain.
what's outside of these caves can't be bad as what's in them.
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two p.m. thoughts; random
Short Storythis book or "journal" will be filled with just thoughts i encounter throughout my days; thank you. :) . . . . *disclaimer* this may contain mature things, but i'm not sure yet so i do have it off, but if it does seem a bit out of your realm, feel f...