Defying belief.

I don’t know. I can’t help it. I just don’t see that much good in the world. And when people point out something good to me, I always see the dark side. I always sense the selfishness behind charity and the status grab behind cordiality. I do like things, but I like them like I like spicy food and BDSM—it’s hurts and I shouldn’t enjoy it, but I do anyway.