i think the biggest problem with our world, is that everybody is under-appreciated.
there comes a point, when nothing matters anymore, and you're so torn that even if a cow tramples on you or if people throw daggers at you, you cant get any more mangled than you already are.

maybe its not just a point. maybe its a wooden plank.

i dont know if its healthy not to care.

all i know is that it keeps the cows and daggers from coming.