Ambivalence. Bittersweet. A happy feeling, but also a sad one.
I should be happier than I am right now, but I can't. I just can't.
The better it feels, the more it hurts, the more it hurts, the more real it is.
Strange as it would seem to most, I go to bed with a heavy heart.
>>4948973
I go to bed with an empty heart and a swollen mind
and lots of gas.
I want to implode on myself and disappear.
>>4949498
What does that mean?