the end of the world.

things keep going wrong.

i am absolutely crushed. it's been a whole 24 hours. the initial sting is gone, but every time i think about it i want to cry. buckets and buckets. but then again, crying about it won't change anything. i wish it could.

life seems to be going all sorts of wrongs these days. i hate to be so pessimistic. but my future is in jeopardy right now and i got it in my head that this was the only path to success. it felt right. and then it didn't want me. see any patterns? i do.

but then after a ridiculously terrible morning i went and had the nicest day. it just goes to show that there's always a rainbow on the other side.

i will be happy again. eventually. but for right now it's back to the fake smiles and the fake air of happiness until i really do feel better.