Current State: Self-Inflicted Broken Heart
Who Cares? Exactly.
None of the usual self-destruction is helping. Not even good music or ice cream. Nothing, nothing, nothing. All I can do is stare at the wall, absolutely terrified. It's so exhausting to be so unhappy.
Who Cares? Exactly.
None of the usual self-destruction is helping. Not even good music or ice cream. Nothing, nothing, nothing. All I can do is stare at the wall, absolutely terrified. It's so exhausting to be so unhappy.
- Nathaniel Hawthorne
"Hope, like the gleaming taper's light,
Adorns and cheers our way;
And still, as darker grows the night,
Emits a lighter ray."
- Oliver Goldsmith
"La coeur a ses raisons que la raison ne connait point."*
- Antoine De Saint Exupery
Perhaps... something to think about...
(*The heart has it's reasons which reason does not know at all)