Love
I have no idea what 's going on in my mind lately... I 've got all these questions about love and life and relationships that people form. I can' t even count how many times I say "All I know is that I know one thing; I know nothing" And that 's it. I m not that fond of Socrates. But he said the truth. We know nothing! If we start analyzing everything and take nothing for granted, we 're hopeless, we 've lost a game that I we haven t even started. It so god-damn confusing. I wonder if it 'd be better to see just the top of everything and talk about clothes, silly TV shows and gossip. But it ' s not me. I do painful things, I kinda hurt myself on perpose. I read poetry and I constantly try to find something stable, some kind of truth.
I don' t know-like I know anything-where this is going to get me. But sometimes it makes me feel more alive than others...
I don' t know-like I know anything-where this is going to get me. But sometimes it makes me feel more alive than others...