This day seems plagued with bad luck. With horror and some link to bad things. But I woke today to this smile, to these eyes, to this person and I can’t help but feel lucky. Every day is a four-leaf clover sort of day. Even the days like today where everything feels like a blur. Even through the haze, even on the unluckiest of days, good god, I can’t he…
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