You’re the positive, the optimist, the day time. I’m the negative, the pessimist, the night time. I have good days and bad days but lately they’ve just been bad. I lash out on whoever is closest to me and only if I know they can handle it. That’s not really an excuse though. I promise to get used to you and your mannerisms if you promise to deal with mine. I’ll work at getting “better” if you give me some time.
Something dies when you grow older, but you do the best you can…
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