Just had one of those days where you wish you could rewind it all and just stay in bed this morning. One of those days where life just fucking sucks to live through. One of those days that can shove a fun house mirror in your face and show you what a horrid person you can be.
One of those days that you have to have someone pull you off that ledge of thoughts. One of those days you have to realize that you aren’t the reflection of yourself. One of those days that just makes everything in hindsight show up in 20/10 and you GET IT!
“Many people, meeting Aziraphale for the first time, formed three impressions: that he was English, that he was intelligent, and that he was gayer than a tree full of monkeys on nitrous oxide.”—Good Omens (via saunteredvaguelydownward)