No elated posts about how wonderful my life is
but more sulky and unappreciative posts about my life.
Halfway through my thoughts a speck of disappointment
crept through, interrupting the ongoing stream of consciousness.
Every nerve in me went downwards from then,
the tips of my smile curved downwards.
I don't know how it's possible for me to switch moods so often like this.
It's not doing any part of me any good.
I feel like doing many things now, mainly watch a Disney Classic.
I also owe you a nice story but I will only post when it's satisfactorily written.
"I care for you deeply, but never more than I care for myself."
