"Men cheat for the same reason dogs lick their balls: because they can."
Love does not exist.
There are some moments these days where i just feel like sleeping forever and not waking up. Nothing bad has happened in my life, but i don't know why i've been facing bouts of depression lately.
Emptiness...it's like i've reached the end of a bottomless pit. I can't feel whole again. I used to believe in love & all the wonders of it, but not anymore. It's so hard when almost everything i ever believed in doesn't feel real anymore. Love doesn't exist in my world maybe.
If someone tells me he fancies me, just how many other girls is he going after at the same time? If someone makes me feel special, i can't help suspecting i'm probably not the only one. If someone tells me he/she's in love, will that infatuation or so-called love even last a few months? Who can be trusted? Absofuckinglutely no one.
Cynical. Skepticism. Jaded. I don't like being this way, but i can't help it. None of them meant anything they said. Not to me. Not to my broken-hearted friends. When they chose to leave, nothing stopped them. They didn't look back.
Empty promises. Broken dreams. Shattered hearts. And if i'm not careful, i'll just end up another pathetic victim of one's careless whispers & temporary infatuations.
"When you're young, your whole life is about the pursuit of fun, then you grow up and learn to be cautious; you could break a bone, or a heart. You look before you leap and sometimes you don't leap at all because there's not always someone there to catch you. And in life, there is no safety net. When did it stop being fun and start being scary?"
- Sex and The City
There are some moments these days where i just feel like sleeping forever and not waking up. Nothing bad has happened in my life, but i don't know why i've been facing bouts of depression lately.
Emptiness...it's like i've reached the end of a bottomless pit. I can't feel whole again. I used to believe in love & all the wonders of it, but not anymore. It's so hard when almost everything i ever believed in doesn't feel real anymore. Love doesn't exist in my world maybe.
If someone tells me he fancies me, just how many other girls is he going after at the same time? If someone makes me feel special, i can't help suspecting i'm probably not the only one. If someone tells me he/she's in love, will that infatuation or so-called love even last a few months? Who can be trusted? Absofuckinglutely no one.
Cynical. Skepticism. Jaded. I don't like being this way, but i can't help it. None of them meant anything they said. Not to me. Not to my broken-hearted friends. When they chose to leave, nothing stopped them. They didn't look back.
Empty promises. Broken dreams. Shattered hearts. And if i'm not careful, i'll just end up another pathetic victim of one's careless whispers & temporary infatuations.
"When you're young, your whole life is about the pursuit of fun, then you grow up and learn to be cautious; you could break a bone, or a heart. You look before you leap and sometimes you don't leap at all because there's not always someone there to catch you. And in life, there is no safety net. When did it stop being fun and start being scary?"
- Sex and The City