in our family portrait, we look pretty happy, we look pretty normal. let's play pretend, let's act like it comes naturally.
i'm sick of everything that's going on now. i'm beginning not to care what might happen anymore;
it can break all it wants, why bother when no one does, when no one is true no more? trouble comes and goes like nobody's business. i was always worrying about every single little thing, and now, i feel such an indifference to it. love? in this case i doubt it exists anymore.
I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery. i will not let love destroy me.
embraced the mystery
// 10:56 am
