it's so, so easy to fall prey to certain kinds of thoughts. especially when you're well acquainted with them.
it's easy to go back to old habits, to let yourself fall into old paths and go down the same road, over and over again.
it's stupidly easy to, without even noticing, begin to make the same mistakes you once swore you wouldn't ever repeat.
once you do that, it only gets easier and easier and easier.
your hand slips, on its own, and cuts deeper every time.
your mouth twitches, on its own, and unleashes lies that hurt deeper every time.
your heart darkens, on its own, and it burns with fear and distrust and resentment, it burns brighter every time.
