The fantasy is simple. Pleasure is good, and twice as much pleasure is better. That pain is bad, and no pain is better. But the reality is different. The reality is that pain is there to tell us something, and there's only so much pleasure we can take without getting a stomach ache. And maybe that's okay. Maybe some fantasies are only supposed to live in our dreams.
Time waits for no man. Time heals all wounds. All any of us can want, is more time. Time to stand up. Time to grow up. Time to let go.
You can get over a bad childhood. You can have the worst crap in the world happen to you. You can get over it. All you gotta do is survive.
i'm in love with Finn. Derek and Meredith deserve each other. Christina and Burke are still my favorite couple. George can still melt me with his doe eyes. I know how Callie feels. Izzie breaks my heart. Miranda has definetely gone soft. Alex has turned into a semi-nice guy. Mark is definetely a McSteamy. I'm rooting for Addison.
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