I will forever envy the males that female nature elect as a ladies man. he does not deserve you and he does not care, but for some reason you all believe maybe you'll be the one in a million to capture his interest for a lifetime. god what a horror it is to not hate women and need one.
Surrounded by people trying to convince me their favorite dull task can satisfy my desires.
Wanna curl into a ball and roll off the face of the earth.
The way you love aint special, its impractical.
I am bested by cowardice and folly
In accordance with Kafka's dismissal of happy books, party rock, rap, and punk should be done away with as well. does every party or good occasion need a fucking theme song? our rejoice should be reserved, and spent only when something truly great, noble, or helpful occurs. not when we coalesce on yet another friday or saturday night or any night and decide that life outside the room we are in subsides in importance as we drink and socialize about the life we want to forget (lest we be happy on the occasion enough to joke about anything and everything). we are wasting our lives on happiness, that much is certain.
You'll be even more of a mess if you dont take the advice of a warm heart now and then.
Like anyone rational would, when i found myself owning beliefs and characteristics that i do not need, i got rid of them. hence my loss of faith.
We aint half as romantic as whatever we learned about romance from.
Do the adult thing and run in and out of someone's life. i would too but its enough that i already resemble my father in appearance.
Lazily acting out our fantasies
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