Loveaway

Oh, the love. Love is like a curtain in front of your eyes. Think twice, before you do something stupid. Blind. Just idealized things to see. It's like the moment, when you remind in dark tunnel and from second to second you're sunlit. Nice to see all coloured. Stop that! It's only just a mindfuck. Eventually you will join the wondering group. Then you go "welcome to the life". See? Spend more time making friendships better. Or make them more. Beware of fucking idiots and bitches. Trying your luck is just waste of time. Sometimes even waste of your money. There is just little gap between love and friends. This is no good. Avoid the fact, when you say to yourself "What a miserable cunt?". Forget about it, do it again. Makes this all any sense? Life is weird. Even when it's yours. And it's perfect. It is still weird. Try to escape that feeling, it will finds you in your darkest hideaway. Love is dangerous. It has ruined so many lives. Some guys got rich and died as a famous one just because of love, but is that it? Is that what they really wanted? Little peace of a big complex. Be happy, be proud to be a part of it. Little shy peace. Improtant peace. Satisfied peace. Keeping all this together. What's your best way to express your feelings? Oh, I can tell you, there is just one way. A way of love. Oh my god, fuck that shit! Shit happens. Don't wanna see it all. Try to forget.

Please, forget all about me! Erase me of your mind. Don't wanna influence your thinking. Live your own life. It's time. It's time to start. To start something new. Make a new one of me. As I like. Must be tough. I'll enjoy it! I'll enjoy every minute of that. I'll enjoy the pain...

-I can sense it, but no one believes me-