I have the urge to complain...
I think I am just a normal girl who needs someone to be there to hear her whine..
But after all the whining and complaining, I don't think I feel any better, in fact, I think I'll feel worse.

My car, me, or is it just me, or my car, or is it the same with everybody else??
Enough, it will pass, tomorrow, will be a greater day, a good one, the bad day will gone.
Just like dawn, before that, it was total darkness.