Life taught me to die.
guardian aliens, 2012
There is something that changes when you’ve been selfish about things for long enough. That AWKWARD moment when your life has no meaning because all of it has been based on your own possibilities, your ideals. These past actions: impulsive in fleeting moments, a string of self indulgent pleasures. Hard to decline, not that you tried. Impossible to regret. You never really thought about things at the time, it just felt natural. Right. Nothing on your mind, until now. Then when you lie in bed - in that moment - you automatically pray, ‘God what do you think of all I’ve done?’ You listen. Nobody answers. Wait, you think you felt it. The answer. Something inside (or possibly outside) is telling you that you can do better, you deserve better. What you have learnt is that following your every instinct doesn’t always equal success. This is terrifying and it makes you feel lost. Then when you lie in bed you pray, ‘God, are you even there?’ And suddenly you are searching for God.
The age of the glory of the one true love.
I don’t need a mirror to see that i am flawed. But love to me is love to him.
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I always get what I want, so I try not to want too much.
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