Yesterday was a terrible day. But I didn’t let it beat me.
Yesterday was a very bad day for the ole Writterman.
Yesterday was a very bad day for the ole Writterman. But days are sometimes going to be bad. Some days just feel far to hard, but that’s the thing I know it can still get harder for me. But that only means as much to me as I let it mean, I will survive, and I will prevail. Life is so rough, but it’s not rough enough for me to not be able to handle, so since there must be a higher power how much is he going to give me or you that hes knows that we can’t handle? My point exactly. Me and you or just someone else you know going threw it can’t just give it up and stop there just yet. I am not giving up on life and I am not going to let you give up on life either. If life gets tough get tough with life get tough with it. If life gets tough with you that just means that there has to be life still there. I am not giving up on life, until it gives up on me. Never. Until you die is when it gives up on you.
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