It’s unbelievable
I mean how? How can the same person get in to the same shit every time? How!
Even though the pain is excruciating i feel like laughing.
Feel like laughing at my own stupid emotions, mocking my own decisions.
It’s that ability of getting in to fucked up situations trying to be a hero
I hate my own guts.
Why I mean why…can’t I live on the edge the way every one does? Why do I want to deep dive knowing I will drown for sure?
