It all seems perfect one second
Then two seconds later I can’t seem to remember that
Remember that I’m on my way
That it’s not as bad as it was
That I have made progress
That I’m not always this way
And that I’ll snap out of it soon
It’s like the two sides don’t believe each other exists
When she was good she was very very good
And when she was bad she was horrid
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My life is about setting mental notes regarding such, from the good side to the bad. I am now well practised.