Feelings

Humans, we are such funny creatures. We do things that ruin us, we like the things that are bad for us, we eat the food that are not good for us, we chase after things that will never stop running away. We smoke, we drink; knowing that all these are bad for us. We kill, we destroy, we cheat; knowing that doing all these are not acceptable. We love; knowing that when its not right to love, we would be inflicting pain on ourselves. We hate; knowing that resentment will only consume us. We chase; knowing that running in circles will only lead us back to square one. Of all the good things, we choose to do the things that will hurt us. And then we go about complaining about how fucking stupid life is. Why, why, why, do we do all these? Feelings.

Feelings, you can't keep them away. No matter how hard you try, they will always be there for you. Somewhere inside, they're just gonna keep tugging on your heart strings, making us go back to them. Terrible, isn't it? Feelings are terrible. I want to feel nothing at all.