Despite my life having more twists and sharp bends than a Chuck Palanhnuik novel, I want to believe in Happily Ever Afters and true love...and this today just seems appropriate. But pain, it seems to find me more often than not, and when it does, it makes me want to write. I wonder, secretly do I enjoy this pain so much, that i find it even though I don't even know that I am looking for it. I am not so sure.
Not today, and not so sure if I ever will be sure of it.
Not today, and not so sure if I ever will be sure of it.
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