I tried so hard to dig myself out but I was
in too big a hole to escape now. The funny thing is, it's
like you always kind of know that you're getting yourself
into something that will end badly. There's
always this instinctive gut-feeling
telling you to stop now, save
yourself before you fall too far in to make it out alive.
But you never listen. We never listen. We're too content with
the way things are going, convinced that everything is finally
turning out right and happily ever after is just around the
corner. But it's not. It's that belief; that's how we
get stuck, broken, alone.