We are afraid of ourselves, of our own reality; our emotions, most of all. We talk about how great love is, but that's, pardon my language, bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are perturbing. We are taught that pain is evil and perilous. How can we deal with love if we are afraid to feel? Pain was meant to wake us up. We try so hard to suppress our ( Read more... )

i don't want to tell you anything.

every time i look at you. face you. see you. i get speechless. afraid to say what i really mean. no, i don't want to. my heart says i should not even try. because it would be futile. dry. like one of those broken reeds that can no longer reach the sun. stunted and bent. they live. but barely pass the definition of ( Read more... )

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Daydreamer, sittin’ on the seat
Soaking up the sun he is a
Real lover, makin’ up the past
and feeling up his girl
like he’s never felt her figure before

some people are so different. so unique. so strange. very other-worldly. and they make you think. dream. imagine. change. they give you pause and they make you walk differently. they give you an ( Read more... )