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I did it. I erased all my past entries. The reason was myself and my inner world. I've been feeling numb and empty for a while now, so I had to empty this place as well, since it IS my world that I'm sharing here. I will continue writing here and.. That's it basicly. |
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"No one can live in sorrow" - according to Guns N' Roses. Really? I'm a citizen of the land called "sorrow". I have pain for brakefast, agony for lunch and loneliness for dinner. And I'm alive. Thinking about it. Why bother? I mean, life is here for me to enjoy. What happenes if you suffer much more then you feel pleasure? Is it worth it? Fight. But what if there's no more strength left? Friends. They don't exist in my world. But there are exchanges of words in temporary company sometimes. Useless. Family. Ha, this is the part when I fall on the floor, laughing. The Addams family is NOTHING comparing to mine. Money. Sometimes I just really hate it. At times when it's absent. How can you live without money (and not turning into a criminal)? I wonder what next in my life will go wrong. Who guesses right will get an autographed suicide letter. |
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Inside there's a black hole and no-one knows. Shadows.. |
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Alone is so much easier, once you get used to that idea. You just do what you do.. You don't have to care about anyone/thing, don't have to talk to anyone.. You're just abiding. Living your life in your own way. Alone. But what about those times when you want to talk? When you need some comfort? Help? A warm hug? A kiss? A touch? You don't get that when you give up. You don't get all that when you're alone. |
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Photoshop.. Such a lovely thing.
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