tomorrow is just another today. How do we make tomorrow different from today? pretty soon there will be so many tomorrows past that you are old and most of the stuff you wasted your life on don't even matter anymore!
I miss the girl that made everyone happy and didn't self-harm, wasn't suicidal. I miss the girl that had tons of friends. I miss the girl that didn't need cheering up because she was always happy. I miss the girl who used to be me.