Sometimes you're just not feeling quite right, not like your bubbly, happy-go-lucky, sweet as pie self. I know those days, I understand. It's going to be okay I promise. Just take two of these and call me in the morning.
Nothing's really that bad. Bop kitty on the nose and everything will be fine.
Breaking up hurts, and sometimes you just need a little attention and a little pity and a little recognition for the pain you have to remind everyone of constantly.
That's a tiny bandage for a chainsaw wound!
I don't want to think about my cuts and scrapes, I want to think about breakfast!