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There are times when we make ourselves feel crappy and times when the world's making us feel crappy. (Or maybe we just think the world is the one making us feel shitty, we're still the ones doing it to ourselves.) But nothing can make you feel bad without your permission. Translation: You choose to forget something or you choose to take it in and be dramatic. Or maybe I'm just naive...

But isn't there something comforting about feeling tragic? After all the ice cream, all the booze or all the tears, life is so much better.

So much better.

Just make sure you live to see the sunshine when you draw your curtains open. Translation: Come on, don't fucking kill yourself in the process.

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I feel like writing a new short movie. And I may just do it within UP. It'd be about moving into UP.

Cinema Arts Movement, here I come. Nyahaha.

PS:
You know what? I feel great. For some reason, I feel great today. It's one of those days when you feel like yourself, times 10.