05-14-2016, 06:40 PM
The grass is supposed to be greener on the other side, but all I see is the torn up turf of my life and the memories of the passes I didn't catch, the goals I didn't kick, and the balls I didn't throw. That's my old life. That's the other side for me. So why is the grass dead?
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Sunday, Monday, and Thursday morning is the only time I feel happy.
Sunday, Monday, and Thursday morning is the only time I feel happy.