Why is it that love does not exist?
Why do we romanicize about it?
It felt like it was the one soul thing that I lived for- breathed for— fate for me was destined for it
You wait hours, days, months, years, lifetimes in that castle waiting for prince charming to arrive on horseback. But don’t dwell on it, because prince charming does not exist.
He only exists in our imaginiation.
The poison apple, consumed. Thoughts drowned…
She was Edie Sedjewick….only wishing her Andy Warhol would love her……
What is the thing labrynth? The brain decays when hope has given up
I had to conform to society- trust me, it was not my choice, but I had to in order to get on with my life. I am now a product of this disgusting society. I am not true to myself anymore
I have lost myself. The leaves keep falling down, foiliating
With you, I felt that I was transcending. I was not becoming drained by this world. I could go to something new.
Anything and anyone that reminds me of you puts me in complete bliss—every time I see a person that reminds me of you, please know that I get a lump in my throat
I refuse to succumb to any man, because they are all the same. They are all animals. I never listen to them, because all they want to do is just one thing.
Thinking about reality is committing suicide.
1 comment:
"I had to conform to society- trust me, it was not my choice, but I had to in order to get on with my life. I am now a product of this disgusting society. I am not true to myself anymore"
I know what you mean...
Post a Comment