Okay, Easter is supposed to be all about hope - because of the death and ressurection. You know, second chances.
But then I realize life's a bitch and there's no such thing like second chances. You should be thankful you got the first chance to begin with. Bygones... Life's a bitch and then you die.
Jaded? Who, me?
Let's pretend these few days never happened...

I mean, tomorrow's another day. Same shit, different night. Or... could it be...?
Silver lining. What keeps me still breathing, after all...