wow…
…this feeling. i’ve been banging on and on about. i don’t know how did i fall into this pit once more. when i was young, i liked this song called knife. it sings, ‘knife, cuts like a knife, how could i ever heal. i’m so deeply wounded.’ i guess as a kid, i never really bothered paying attention to the lyrics of songs. but now i know what he was singing about, what he meant by it.
i’m stupid. that we all know. i just didn’t know i was this stupid. how did i make the same mistake again? why did i even think this would be different? how could i have put myself in the pits again? surely i deserve better than that. you would think. apparently not. i don’t know why am i a toy once more. so nice to push, so nice to press, so nice to step on. nice guys finish last? that’s beginning to sound frustratingly true. do women just love playing me around? i guess you never needed to care how i feel. do you?
