turning cursive letters into knives

had a shitty subway experience, went and saw spraynard, played with friends i didn’t expect to see, went to a bar that made me sleepy and i came home and looked at myself in the mirror and just cried because bad things have to happen to such good people and no matter how hard i tried to get through today like nothing happened, it did. absolutely heartbreaking. i should be cherishing every moment of my life instead of moping around like some indolent sack of sadness.