It hurts. That much I'll care to admit. But its strange, how affected I am by things I claim to be apathetic about. But here I am, feeling things I don't understand and emotions I can't begin to comprehend. Mixed sensations dig into my insides and leave leaks everywhere. I am a vessel of pain, and I carry it around heavily. I trudge around with hurt seeped into my veins, I see only the dull gray undertones that now seem to appear everywhere. Perhaps I sound like an asshat. If I do, there's no way I can help myself.
