i fall in lust easily. i like to think of it as mature infatuation. and when i do fall in love, i usually fall hard. i am always afraid, that there is nothing, or noone, will be there to break my fall. thus, the penchant for the former state of delusion, for it is a lot easier to get back up when its just out of bed...
maybe i am just not ready for happiness like it isnt ready for me. when i am happy, i would think that i could hold on to that piece of happiness for-ever. but of course that doesnt happen like what i believe it would be. stubbornness doesnt glue things together. anything. i like things that i love to be long-lasting, and goes on and on and on and on and on! empty promises, broken words, separate ways, repetitive changes does not appeal to me- - at all !
i begin to think that i live a cursed life. pfft.
charmed maybe, according to what i see right now. life is, already.
maybe i am just not ready for happiness like it isnt ready for me. when i am happy, i would think that i could hold on to that piece of happiness for-ever. but of course that doesnt happen like what i believe it would be. stubbornness doesnt glue things together. anything. i like things that i love to be long-lasting, and goes on and on and on and on and on! empty promises, broken words, separate ways, repetitive changes does not appeal to me- - at all !
i begin to think that i live a cursed life. pfft.
charmed maybe, according to what i see right now. life is, already.
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