Q: When the truth is found to be lies, and all the joy within you dies, don't you want somebody to love?
A: No. Not at all. When all the joy within me dies, as it has on a few occasions, I want to disappear. I want to pack up all my belongings that I can, and go somewhere cold where I will not be found or hassled ever again. I do not think, "You know, I could really go for a quick screw right now. That will make everything better."
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Though I would tend to agree, is this a personality trait? When some people are down (or drunk...or both) they evidently find some fulfillment in passing on their brokenness into the surrounding world. Others withdraw, turning their brokenness onto themselves. Without hope of redemption, either case is merely tragedy. But are there other options?
Nick, you forget that what I write is the Only Possible Explanation.
Ok, I guess you may have a point. I think I was mostly reacting to the shock that I've sung the lyrics to that song a zillion times without realizing how warped they are.
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