Why does life hurt?
Why do humans hurt themselve by falling in love? It never turns out good, because after two people fall in love they find things that they don’t like in their partner. From that point on, no matter how much you care for or love someone, for some fucked up reason you can’t get your mind around those things. So you both start driving the other crazy, until neither of you can stand to be around eachother longer than an hour, but all this time, deep in the “love” centers of your brain, your hearing yourself screaming to stop care about all the shit and focus on eachother. The ones who can listen to these not so subtle ravings are the lucky ones in life. Their’s is the greatest prize of all, never having to feel this hurt that I feel. I feel as though the person who I care the most about in this world is dead. Except it’s worse because she’s alive and lives 4 blocks away, but i still can’t talk to her.