I can't think of a single reason why I should go on, but I can think of a thousand reasons why I should quit. Every waking day is so difficult. People make it hard for me on purpose... or is the other way around?Or maybe, I just like the pain. Maybe I'm wired that way. Because without it, I don't know; maybe I just wouldn't feel real. What's that saying? Why do I keep hitting myself with a hammer? Because it feels so good when I stop.
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