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The saddest people I’ve ever met in life are the ones who don’t care deeply about anything at all. Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand, and without them, any happiness is only temporary, because there’s nothing to make it last.
WORST NIGHT EVERRRR.
Today, was overall fine, besides my crabbiness.
But after my last practice of the day, my car ran out of gas, I didn’t have any money on my debit card due to the fact I had to get gas for the truck today, and the light didn’t turn on until I was absolutely no where near a gas station.
SO JUST AS I AM ABOUT TO GET OFF THE MAIN HIGHWAY ROAD TO TURN LEFT INTO THE STREET TO GET TO MY HOUSE, THE CAR DIES. PLOP. RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD. So I had to go through this big long process of getting gas, waiting for my dad, and etc.
I have the worst luck ever. I swear.
Please pray today that I am able to be healed from everything that happened last night. Right now I feel like an open wound.
(Note: nothing TOO dramatic happened, nor have I done anything. It’s just drama with people that I shouldn’t be having drama with.)




