when rice tastes bitter and the water is sour

okay. they're like count nouns or whatever right?

screw grammar. even just for now.

*sighs*

so, i was eating a while ago and the rice i was eating tasted bitter. weird, ne? and when i tried to wash it down with water, it tasted sour. it may just be psychological.

but i think it's better if it is just something that my mind came up with. i think i'd be happier if i was schizophrenic.

then the hell i've been through would be imagined and the pain wouldn't be as intense.

or maybe it would be because i'm thinking it's real all the time.

but then again, suffering for something real is better than suffering for something imagined.

hmm...

or maybe not.

i dunno. i guess i'll never know.