life is too full of oxymorons. and tragedy.

i watched brokeback mountain last night. and cried. like a baby. i am rather pathetic with movies. and control over my emotions. it cant be helped. its simply a beautiful love story. tragically beautiful. mournful love. why is it that all love stories are tragic? and why am i so melodramatic at this hour of the morning?

look at what| work and stress|| are doing to me