The saddest thing to do is to shed tears on the pillow.

I always tell people never to go to sleep unhappy. I do it. I'm a hypocrite.

Melancholy, sweet melancholy.
I reach out for thee.

Damn i need to get out of this mood by 7pm tonight. Or else i'm screwed.
I've got this thing on that requires a lot of positive, loving, empathy vibes. Not sure if i'm there. Maybe half of me. My other half? Hmm.