the only people for me are the mad ones
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders.. "
Yes and that is so so true of me. I think all my life I looked for men like that and then when I found them, I clung on them like cling film until the film ran out and we moved on. Its always painful letting go of such people, but then I am not one for suffocating. I think its a reflection of me and who I am that attracts me most and scares the living daylights out of the other person. It makes me feel like normal in a way to be around such madness. Ofcourse its just as hard to keep me pinned down unless one is just as crazy as me. I haven't tasted marmite, but I think I might be it. I have to point out that there isn't many out there who are like that, the one or two I did find displayed disturbing characteristics of a narcissist ..so they could have never loved me more than than they loved themselves. But then I suppose we agree to pay a price for getting what we desire in life and people.
Do I have any I can call 'friends'.. and this is something I think about alot. How many of them even know who i am or what I am about.. and do they care at all? and what do I care if they care. Personally I think not many do. I haven't put myself in a risky situation lately, but when I do, I guess I will find out and what a relief that will be to eliminate and shorten that short list.
Yes and that is so so true of me. I think all my life I looked for men like that and then when I found them, I clung on them like cling film until the film ran out and we moved on. Its always painful letting go of such people, but then I am not one for suffocating. I think its a reflection of me and who I am that attracts me most and scares the living daylights out of the other person. It makes me feel like normal in a way to be around such madness. Ofcourse its just as hard to keep me pinned down unless one is just as crazy as me. I haven't tasted marmite, but I think I might be it. I have to point out that there isn't many out there who are like that, the one or two I did find displayed disturbing characteristics of a narcissist ..so they could have never loved me more than than they loved themselves. But then I suppose we agree to pay a price for getting what we desire in life and people.
Do I have any I can call 'friends'.. and this is something I think about alot. How many of them even know who i am or what I am about.. and do they care at all? and what do I care if they care. Personally I think not many do. I haven't put myself in a risky situation lately, but when I do, I guess I will find out and what a relief that will be to eliminate and shorten that short list.