sometimes we just don't have the least bit of strength to face up to things in our lives, and when we can't get a grip on reality, everything seems to fall apart into pieces, and knowing that we have to come out of the ordeal without relying on anyone else always manages to get us s0 knackered to the point we begin to think incoherently, and nothing seems real anymore,, life is a matter of choice, is it really? y0u can choose to be happy or sad- can we still believe in this cliche anymore?,, and when it's y0u who's deciding on things, the consequences will all come down to y0u, and it's inevitably y0u who'll be looking back on things and muse, and sometimes regret for in the 1st place it was y0u yourself who chose it and in a way, let it happen,, it's sad though, how we wish things will always be fine when we're wide awake and realize it can only happen in dreams- sweet dreams,, emotions can wear off, but at times scars are left,, and when it seems t0 heal, some awful thing will just crop up out of nowhere and give it an even worse pain,,
another dubitable cliche-it's better to have loved and lost than not to love at all,, does it really go that way? when y0u're the one who keeps crying your heart out; bearing in mind that y0u can get over it and have things sorted out and start all over again and throw yourself into some other misery (again) and in the end, do the same thing- repeat the same cycle for the rest of your life- feigning that the whole rubbish is s0-called experience and that they're inevitable and instead neccessary to broaden your horizon and to av0id y0u from doing exactly the same mistake again; whereas it's all crap! if only it's possible to turn back time....
