Why? Why do we bother? Why do we try? Why do we breathe?
If all of there things are so hard to do, why do we do them?
After every trip to the Emergency Room, we swear we won't do anything stupid. After every breakup, we swear we won't love again. Every idiotic move, thought, idea. We swear it'll never happen again...
The world famous "I'll never cut again"
The "I won't call him"
"I'll quit smoking"
All of these promises are broken, again, and again.
"I'll never hurt you"
We keep believing these lies, hoping that they will come true, but we are continuously left on the side of the road, bruised, bloody, and heartbroken. With that same question: "Why?"
