All the same

Ignorance is bliss? But is that true bliss?

I feel so... numb. I really don't know who I should be angry at. Why does history always repeat itself? Why do I always have to go through the same things over and over again? Perhaps this is a test to see if I've grown more mature - mature enough to handle this. But I'm not. I let my feelings get to me. And I can't help it. I want to say "it's okay" but it's not. I want to pretend everything is alright but it's not.

It was as if you dropped a bomb on me, without a single warning.

Lies. It has always been all about lies.