[See squares twenty-eight and eighty-seven.]Why is it that life always seems to be like one giant game of chutes and ladders? I'll have a decent day, or even a decent few days - maybe just a decent hour. Which is kind of like hitting a ladder, ya' know? You get excited and your insides get all tingly n' whatever. A smile forms over your lips and things start to look up. Optimism sets in and a sense of joy serges through your veins. But then all too soon, it's like you hit a slippery spot and go flying down back to where you were; if not even further down. Just like a chute. Body tenses, smiles fade and eyes shut as your heart cracks - maybe shatters. The pessimism hits with vengeance and the weakness returns with it's pay back. Like all the happiness you experience gets thrown back at your face like a ton of bricks.
I wish things weren't always so complicated. I wish things could just be easy, even just for a little while. I wish I was better than all this. I wish I was even half good enough for anything. I wish a lot of things, actually.
I need some shooting stars, asap.
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posted by LyssaLoveless at 8:15 PM