tomorrow i promise

once upon a time THERE WAS THIS GIRL. she did things that were stupid and she had a bunch of feelings and she was almost just like you. you related to her. she fucked up. you fucked up. she meant well but that didn't matter because it almost never does.

there was this one time when she said everything she'd never said and people stared at her in confusion and disbelief and you related to that. this other time, a song meant a lot to her, and you understood because songs mean things to you, too.

and then she told you about this thing you'd never thought of before and everything changed -- you changed, the sky changed, the way words sound CHANGED.

and then everything went back to normal and nothing mattered*. the end.

*or not. maybe everything mattered. i don't know.