win or lose. you still lose.

i still can't help it, but i still feel like a shit/crap every time i think about it. puta! help? or maybe i don't need any coz in the end, i would be as stubborn as before. i started, i think, badly. and now, that i'm caught up in this mess, i don't know how to get out. and/or i don't want to get out. i just want my things to be ironed out. but how? tell me, please, tell me. let's put it this way. say you'd been playing around and you thought that putting magnet on your shoes, just for kicks. then you ran into a railway, where you can see the smoke of the train. plus, you can barely lift off your shoes - which are actually tied and sewn on your skin. do you cut off your feet and trying running away with severed walking appendages? or wait, 'til the train hit and crush your bones? whatever you choose, you still lose. eureka! you'll then realize that one should not play this stupid game. (i'll be giving you time to think.) finding out this eureka-moment is even worse than being severed or hit. hay... life.