Today as i looked thrue the shattered the shattared remains of my heart, something hit me. Love isnt real. Its just the hope of marrying somone, settling down and havin kids.... i guess i shouldnt say anything more. I once was willing to write a 10000000 page report on love for the person i thought loved me. but i have learned that this world is made of poisoned daggers and double edged swords. I was led to believe that the person who liked me did just that, Liked me. I havent seen her in 3 months. i guess she planned this, all to pin my heart on many, many hooks... and rip it apart... sanguine bile erupting from the core..... but as ive said.
Love isnt real. It never will be. I am a Lone Wolf. And that is how i wish to stay.
 Maixis · Tue Jun 10, 2008 @ 09:16am · 0 Comments |
