The other day, I was listening to Sam Smith's album
The Thrill of It All and I couldn't help but smile. Not in a sadistic way where I was enjoying another person's pain, but in a way where I realized that I wasn't alone in my own pain. And that made me feel better. Thank you (even though I'm 99.99% sure that Sam Smith will never read this, but thank you anyway.)
And now the weather:
Too Good at Goodbyes by Sam Smith
~ Stacy N.
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