I agree. Love is strong, Love is powerful.
Time and time again I was defeated by it, time and time again I took it as lessons learnt and picked myself up again..
How bleak is this life? Tainted by the cold truth, the well-hidden lies?
How much, will you risk your life ... or rather your heart towards something you are so uncertain of, yet somewhere inside of you still carries that hope of you actually making that risk?
Why must Life be such a PAIN IN THE FUCKING ASS SHIT SERIOUSLY??
DO YOU KNOW HOW FRIGGIN HARD, and I srsly mean EXTREMELY HARD FOR ME TO GET OVER SOMETHING AND NOT BE PARANOID ABOUT IT!?
Then I had to see some split milk and here it comes knocking on my door: paraniod, low self-esteem, distrustful.
Oh did I said they all came knocking on my door? Meaning I had a choice to open that "door" right?
Sorry, I actually meant, they came BURSTING into my door, like some hungry kid who can't resist ben&jerry ice cream.
Yea, suck it up.
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