Hey, you! Listen! The thing is things don't work out for us because we are neurotics. We think, we feel, we understand. We are artists waiting to be freed. Those offering to help, cannot decipher our convoluted, impulsive and distorted minds.
Our core problem is that we are in love with LOVE.
We believe in a different kind of love. Real Love. Blood-gushing-to-your-brain-Butterflies-in-your-stomach-Take-a-bullet-for-you-sort-of-Love.
Maybe its the world that is running in circles. Maybe you and I are the only ones heading towards nirvana. Or maybe I am writing rubbish because I am tired of thinking.
[esp written for you (z) ]
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