Can’t go back though. Not that I want to, but every once in a while, I think “wouldn’t it be nice to turn that part of my brain off and just listen to some Tayler Swift and just join the crowd for a little bit?”
But I can’t. I don’t have it in me to just pretend the evil isn’t happening.
That's the thing about truth. Real truth is painful. Like pulling scabs off.
GAW is a baby hurt box.
Can’t go back though. Not that I want to, but every once in a while, I think “wouldn’t it be nice to turn that part of my brain off and just listen to some Tayler Swift and just join the crowd for a little bit?”
But I can’t. I don’t have it in me to just pretend the evil isn’t happening.