Ennui.

I've probably been the happiest these recent weeks.

Unfortunately, whenever something really good happens to me there is always something tragic and disastrous coming right after it. Just waiting to creep up AND FUCK ME OVER AND UP.


Even so, I will not accept defeat.
Come what fucking may.
I'm more, and then some.

Drop everything and immerse yourself in Meet Joe Black.

'Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with? Fall head over heels. I say find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart. I'm not hearing any heart. Run the risk, if you get hurt, you'll come back. Because, the truth is there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love - well, you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived.'


A fucking men.

Repetition.

I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

Word up, Alfred Lord Tennyson.

Guarded.

Heavily. but secretly inside, I'm dying to let it down.
Maybe not just yet. Sigh.

Bitch, you tainted.

When the situation is tainted, love is always free.
Love is always free, love is always free.

Dream believer.

Dreams suck the life out of me.
All the more forever determined to chase the shit out of them.

"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years."
Got that right, Lincoln. Sometimes it ain't about the destination, but about the journey towards it.


This sure as hell ain't it for me.