Sometimes every part of you tells you this is somebody else. But it continues to happen and you continue to deal with it.
Sometimes the books betray you. They provide no answers and merely an escape.
Sometimes everything that feels right feels wrong too. It confuses you endlessly and hurts painfully.
You need to hold on to something real, something good, something worth it. You don’t.
Sometimes you defy every logic you’ve set for yourself.
Sometimes, it feels like complete bliss fleetingly in the middle of complete chaos. So you try to hold onto the bliss. Through any means.