#firstworldproblems

i hate that i have realised that:

1. ignorance is bliss
2. this is it. there is nothing else i can do. (i also sincerely believe that this is the moment practically all of my friends have been waiting for - bring out the champagne, guys! HAHA.)
3. i have been willingly deceiving myself
4. certain things will never change, and that i was stupid to believe otherwise
5. watching romcoms = paying hollywood hard-earned money to shovel bullshit down your eyes and brain
6. fairytale romances are a myth
7. so is 'true love'. i (metaphorically) spit on the notion.

ok i think im going to have to stop there before i push myself off the edge into an abyss of bitterness, resentment, disappointent, anger and self-loathing.

(... teetering.)

it seems somewhat a shame, innit, to just uproot yourself and leave after investing a significant part of your life in something you once so strongly believed in...?

is this why people hold on so tightly to the very things that eat them up inside slowly when it is obvious that they should just move on?

oh, the paralysing fear.

hello, old friend.