the day that isn't yours

It's just one of those days.
One of those days that wasn't made for you.

One of those days where every other thing makes me tear up.
One of those days where I feel like curling up forever.

Makes you not want to do anything anymore. Makes you not want to try because on the one occasion that, you know, you forget or you only repeated it 99 times instead of a hundred,
it all falls apart and makes you want to scream.

But you know, it's just one of those days.
Just one of those fucking days and nothing's right.
Even though I did a spot of shopping and had a lovely lovely dinner and an awesome walk after that.
It's one of those days where you can't do enough.
And it's all wrong anyways.