O deit(y|ies) in charge of this universe, I ask that you quit using me as a punching bag long enough to give me just two hours of notdepressedness. Just two hours. This is all I ask. And I'm not even asking for happiness. I'm fully aware that this is out of my reach. I'd just like to not feel like walking talking garbage for just once, for just a couple hours.
Not that I'll ever get even that.
Not that I'll ever get even that.