On September 7, 1779, Candace Smythe offically gave up hope. She refused to believe that, one day, things would pan out.
Life actually got better from there.
In honor of her memory, throw the alarm across the room, pull the covers tight, and just go back to sleep.
The fight just isn't worth it sometimes.
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I was already out of bed, dammit. Marking the calendar for next year.
You had to tell me NOW, after I got up at freaking 4 a.m. to freaking WORK.
Me yesterday. Oh and today. Good I honored it.
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