If the world was numb, if the Pandora's box was never opened...
So achy breaky
crumbly and dying of insanity.
Thank you, if you were there.
I need to find faith. I need humour. Liting can't be continuously down. She cannot be sad all the time. She cannot. Even if she wants to go emotional she must not. It is illegal.
She will laugh.
She must.
If she doesn't she will find a way.
Nothing will matter. Tomorrow will be brand new.
It will be.