I used to just lay in may bed and start questioning then try to find a reason…
A reason to stay
A reason to leave
A reason to give up
A reason to believe
A reason to remember
A reason to forget
A reason to love
A reason to hate
A reason… about.. everything..
Then I got tired of finding a reason so I stopped because sometimes all you need is just to stop for a minute. More stupid questions means more stupid answers.
Everything does happen for a reason
Flashback memories might kill, but they come and go as well as feelings.
Nothing is simple. Why make them more complicated anyway?