the final straw

the last straw that broke the camel's back: insignificant it might be by itself.

sometimes i ask myself again and again and again why i do the things i do. i've always avoided answering it. maybe there is no reason, i just feel compelled to do it. so when seemingly trifling events happen that negatively impact me, i simply look the other way and trudge on. i didn't think it would hurt, how wrong i was.

these little things do matter, and they will get to you given enough time. it's exactly how the mighty grand canyon was carved out by tiny pebbles and streams. i only just felt it today, i felt the full brunt of those little things chipping away at my integrity. it really hurts inside.

was it really worth it? did i give too much a damn?


i want to scream, but when i open my mouth all that burst out is silence.


+listening to: nothingman by pearl jam