January 20, 2015

I am certain that everyone in every corner of the world has heard the phrase, "promises are like cookies, easily made and easily broken", so why then if it's such common knowledge that no matter the individual, the circumstance, etc...etc...I still fall prey to empty fucking promises? You know the ones', "I promise, I swear"; those promises.  We have all been victimized at some point in time by one or many individuals who have made us a promise in order to pacify their own greedy needs.  Why is it that I allow myself to constantly have faith or somewhat "faith" in others?  Am I that much of a glutton for punishment?  Do I need to feel torn to shreds nearly every day of my life?  Damn!  Why me? There definitely was a point in time when I would have gone to any lengths for a piece of the "happiness" pie in the sky, and now, well now I realize that it is only meant for a select few and I am by no means of those few.