a person. i used to be someone i liked and admired.not anymore. i m empty, i m a shell, i m a body on autopilot, i m a shadow of an old me. that kills me…i cannot go on without myself.there s no point to the misery, the agony,the pain, the craving for myself.i ve lost all that mattered.my dream consumed me and sometimes there s no other poison like a dream,and that poison killed me. also..there s no other drug to a person than another person…fact!
don t cry because i m gone, smile because i was here.
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Like a hollow cavity ?
Like a dead body walking?
Like a corpse continously trying?
What happened?
life happened…love happened…collapse happened
So he break your heart?
(I am assuming youre a female cus alexia)
Lots of the time I feel like I’m completely gone, but I don’t think anyone ever really is. The pain makes it seem like that, but I think you’ll exist and feel whole again one day. What did you mean by “there’s no other drug to a person than another person”?
it s about love…being in love–that gets to ur brain chemistry just like a drug,period. thin difference between that kinda love and obsession. you become hooked on that person…your bran will crave the same pers as it does with drugs.
Ah, I see.
You hit the nail on the head alexia. It stimulates the same pleasure areas as heroin.
she and yes-girl here.
my own fault for heartbreaks.