Do you ever feel like you have deja vu about a rug being pulled out from underneath you?
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Well I do. Too often. Or maybe I just get too startled by things.
As I am writing this, everything is going good. I can count four good things out of five. The last thing is bad. A .5 and another .5. Both equally bad, and in my experience, they both can be crippling to anything good that I have.
All I want right now is stability. And currently I have found that, in a sort. But as always, my sister (or some other outside force) has to ruin that stability.
This angers me to no end, but like always, my sister cares about nothing. For once I am co-existing happily, and she would like to ruin that co-existence.
Damn her, damn life.
No matter how bad it gets just keep on walking. You'll get there eventually, it may not be what you thought, but at least you will be alive.