They say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing
over and over again and expecting different results…
I literally just mended my heart and broke it myself. That’s
a whole lot of insane on another level. The thing they do not tell you about
growing up is that we do not actually grow up. We go around in circles thinking
we have figured shit out, but really what do we know.
I started writing again a few weeks back, hoping it will be
my coping mechanism… Go back to the beginning, fix the source, then the future
magically falls into place.
I was wrong… I was so wrong. These sober moments are my
weakness…
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