Go find yourself; don’t lose me.
I want to break every bone in my body.
206 bones shattered against the pavement.
Bones can ossify but a broken heart is a different story.
Change is happening all around me.
I can’t deal with the pull.
Drag me under.
Let me feel the undertow.
Let me feel something.
I cannot do with uncertainty.
Never has la dispute has resonated with me.
"Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn’t nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand."