Saturday, October 03, 2009

Once, twice, three times a...

Salvation? Not so much. If there's one thing I've learned from my
father, mother, grandpa, grandma, and myself, it's that this doesn't
ever fix anything. It doesn't make it better. You feel better, but
everything else is still fucked. And I guess it is ok. Because at the
end of the day we have nothing to show for it anyways, right? Everyone
grows up, grows old, and grows apart. We don't talk, we don't dance,
we don't fight, we don't love, we don't fuck. Battles are singular,
pain is minimal, and lessons learned are few. Will we change? No, it
works. Will we survive? No, it doesn't work.