Two things are definite: death and taxes. I think there were three things, but I forget. These days, I forget easily and the reason is, sometimes it's too hurtful to remember.
Despite my self-actualization, self-help mumbo-jumbo, I think I've become a really mixed up case. I want to be true to myself and care, but for my sanity, I am afraid to. I'm afraid to care that I am angry, that I'm hurt, that I have feelings. I hate it.
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Thursday, March 23, 2006
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