"There is no love here, and there is no pain. Everyday is exactly the same." -Nine Inch Nails
Sometimes being sad makes me wonder if being happy was really ever worth it.
because if you were never happy, you wouldn't know un-happy.
or at least, i like to think that's how it works.
i like to think that if i went back and erased everything that was ever good about my life, that i'd be better off.
that's not a lot to ask for, is it?
Being numb?
Because yeah, I would trade every smile and laugh just to get rid of everything else- all the tears and self-hatred and cynicism acquired through the years.
Maybe one day i could be in a place where i didn't feel like that.
But somehow i doubt it.
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