Seemingly the easiest thing to understand yet the hardest thing to live. Everyone claims to be loving in some sense. Well I love my mother, father… and my friends… ? Do I? They don’t even know what music I like for example… now that i think about it, they don’t know shit about me >: ‘(
yet reality shows that my whole life was void of love and I pretended everything was good until I noticed, that this thing called love is very, very seldom. We are all so pretentious… groups of individuals clinging together in a unity of loneliness.
Will I ever be like them? No […]