I Don't Know What to Do, but I'm a Tex Martial Artist.

On this morning, i made it so i wouldn't crawl back into it. I honestly felt sad for the woman i saw in the mirror because she looked beaten up. She looked depleted. Life force was just drained from her,. And then i started to pick her apart. This coun'd make you start. Like i could give you what you needed. But standing there in my underwear, feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders, i could not think of a thing to say. It wasn't like lightning struck. Sound like the heavens opened and like the angels aree that's how it happened. No, no, but i'll tell you what did happen. There was this little