Pain makes us make bad decisions. Fear of pain is almost as big a motivator.

“i know someday i might be looking around, trying to find some purpose. well purpose it can’t be that hard to find, as long as i’ve got the wind, the wind and your love to carry me”

so tonight, when i left here, all i said was “goodbye” and thats alright. no “i’ll see you later”. i’ve been trying my whole life.
And if its an eye for an eye, why cant i get this right? i’m too slow to go fast, i’m too nervous to do that. so i run, run away.. why should i….