feelings are fickle.
one day, i’m happy.
one day, i’m sad.
one day, i’m elated.
one day, i’m angry.
one day, i want to go out.
one day, i want to stay in.
one day, i love myself.
one day, i hate myself.
one day, i’m thankful for my friends.
one day, i feel like i have no friends.
one day, it’s sunny.
one day, it’s rainy.
one day, it’s comfy.
one day, it’s chilly.
one day, we celebrate.
one day, we just hate.
one day, the world hugs you.
one day, the world hurts you.
one day, you live.
one day, you die.
feelings are fickle.
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