beat it.

The dog tore up a roll of toilet paper
And somehow I'm being blamed for it.
This is Normal.
Something goes wrong, beyond anyones control and its my fault.
Normal.
Feeling absolutely fine when things are at their worst.
Normal.
What's the stopping point?
Can someone hit the breaks please?
Movies lie to us, music makes us believe its real but is it?
Watched 500 days of summer last night. Why don't I feel love?
Does it exist?
Is it bullshit? Fantasy? Unrealistic?
Today ... I think so.