There are my good days. I have days where I wake up from good dreams. I have days when I look in the mirror and realize that I’m smiling. I was once told that the corners of my mouth curve in such a way that even if I wanted to have a serious look I would still be slightly smiling. It’s a physical aspect of my face, not something I can force, and I have days when I’m thankful for it. On days like that I know that whatever bad days you brought me were worth the good days I have by myself. Oh my love, it turns out that I have feelings that I can’t control. On good days it’s my bliss knowing that I’m better off, and I don’t need anyone to tell me when enough is enough.
-Pearl
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