I don’t feel like writing that much today so I’m going to keep this one short. Sometimes you can’t find the right words that could express your current state of mind and you just have to leave it at that. If I had to try, I’d say I feel somewhere between banging my head against the wall – repeatedly – and curling up inside my bed and never waking up. That about sums it up. I should try that one day, the latter I mean. Just staying in bed, all day, in my ever-so-sexy flannel pyjamas. Wake up? Go back to sleep again. Can’t sleep? Stay in bed watching Mark Ruffalo films. Mark Ruffalo is the kind of man you could have a shitty day with. He’d have all your rants about how miserable life sometimes is and take you in his arms for the rest of the day. In fact, I bet he’d have a lot of shitty things to say about the world today too. I would only hear half of it of course because the greater part of my brain will be thinking of other things. My own shitty things I mean, ha. That’s how crappy I feel these days. Even Mark Ruffalo wouldn’t be able to turn the day around.
I meant not to write any of this. Mark Ruffalo, if you’re reading this, don’t take this personal. It’s not you, it’s totally me. Many a man have been turned down before due to unfortunate days and now you are one of the unlucky few. To be honest, I’m not sure how I got here and I’m pretty sure I don’t mean any of this at all. I’m going to quit rambling now. Tomorrow will be a brand new day. You’re always welcome tomorrow Mark.
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