i like how we try to depict pain into something beautiful as if we can try to convince ourselves that it isn’t as aching as it seems, when really it is all just so unbearable and a dark mess, i don’t much find anything beautiful about lying on the couch at 2am wanting to sleep but being unable to because you can’t quit crying and you try writing with trembling fingers about this pain so hopefully it makes more sense, but it just makes you realize how much more agonizing it really is, i am not sure if it actually helps to mend anything by beautifying it.