every aspect of my life hurts
but I tip back my head and laugh because when everything hurts you know that deep down you are alive. when it's sunny outside, I want rain, even though the overcast will also kill me anyway.
in my heart of hearts (if there is such a thing -- what's with all the metaphorical language? if THAT'S even a word), I know it will pass but it's a matter of when and how.
away away i'm gonna wash it all away
