
Maybe for you, there's many joyful days. Maybe even weeks, months or years. And then there's me, reliving the same exact day.. over and over. I wake up, go to school, hang out with friends, end my day.. and yet, it's still Friday. My life starts all over again and I ask myself if I'm doing something wrong.. but no, even if I change my choices .. it starts all over again.All Rights Reserved