I had a dream my life would be different from this hell I'm living.
Happy birthday to me.
Saturday, January 19, 2013
When it comes to love, we fall twice:
first is when we fall in love
second is when we're left to fall on our own
Are we, then, to be blamed if we fall flailing and screaming? Are we still to blame if we choose to hide behind silence to spare all parties from the blade of words?
In love, we lose, we fall, we fail. Alone.
Logged by Spiral Prince on 13:34