Wednesday, January 27, 2010

seperationisnotorganic

and now i want to be anyone other than me.
i love so much, so easily and in loves failure comes empty hallow pain.

1 comment:

  1. It is completely outside of our comprehension to truly assess what the value of our actions may be. There's no sure bet. I've heard many cliches and all of them seem to be wrong when dealing with what mends a broken heart. I honestly don't know. But what I think I know is that we can always push ourselves past our breaking point, we can always keep our hands over the flame. It may very well never work out the way we need it to, but at the same time I'm not sure if there's anyone who could truly with hold themselves from continuously trying.
    It's our curse to care, to love, to long for companionship. We will inevitably at some point fail.

    "Some of us pursue perfection and virtue and if we're lucky, we catch up to it. But happiness can't be pursued. It either comes to your or it don't. You can always say, "if only this and if only that", but if only is a state of mind that we get into when we feel deprived. "

    It is with a soldier's heart and often, a soldier's luck that we keep at our battles. May yours be as successful as the universe itself may allow, you're not alone. Remember that there is always someone who loves you and cares for you. If you can truly believe in the natural bonds that the strings of your heart will hold, you'll never be down, never lost, never alone.

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