There are days where I feel like I'm thriving
And there are days where my own existence annoys me
On my worst days I have to remember;
If it's not alright, it's not the end
A brown eyed girl once told me that
And those words ring clear as day when I no longer wish to survive
If it's not alright, it's not the end
Are you okay with how the story ended?
Not just life. But small events too
If it's...