The moment something starts going well and you realise it, all hell breaks loose. It is as if a universal power has to make up for the good deed by bringing you a bad thing. The problem is, in universal power's book, one good thing weights more than a bad. And so, we get some good moments for many more bad ones...
Of course I had a fight with mom. Of course she simply decides for me, without even asking me what I want. I'm seventeen damnit. If she doesn't give a flying fuck about what I want now, why will she in a year?
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