I feel betrayed.
Not by others. Not by the world. Not by some fictional pink fairy called god.
But by myself. I feel like without realizing, I've wired up my entire life to a single motion-sensitive line of connected nukes that will blow everything up around me if I as much as breath.
Like a wreck waiting to happen, all I can do is hit the gas and see how far I get... That, or solidify who I am and try to hotwire this damn thing with my own essence.
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