I once thought that it couldn't be more than this ... What I know now, it always can be worse. I have a perfect ode for it. Well written by lovely lonely Holywood star, Keanu Reeves.
I draw a hot sorrow bath in my despair room with a misery candle burning
I wash my hair with regret shampoo after cleaning myself with pain soap
I dry myself with my gorgeous white one hundred percent and it will never change towel then smooth on my I don’t deserve lotion and I hate myself face cream then I put on my alone again silk pijamas and go to sleep when the hue has gone blue and you can’t quite grin and bear it
Let this word picture remind you it can always be worse
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