I wrote this a while ago, during one of those moments were you get mad over a break up... I still find it interesting so I'd like to hear your thoughts towards it:
It’s so hard to explain how one day you seem to have everything figured out, planned, beauty in motion. All of the sudden everything just goes bad and even the simplest things stop making sense. I for one would like to state how this sucks because, as most of you might already know, we all try to live our lives in order to sustain our personal happiness and when this, small dumb little quest of ours is broken, torn or even scratched we get lost and the world just stops making sense all together.
Life is so hard to understand, sincerely tell me, why can’t we be happy? What’s so hard in this life of ours that no matter how happy we get at some point we will go back and hit rock bottom once again? I used to think that this was not true because it’s always all in your mind, it’s a state of thought which you must not let yourself be dragged to a negative loop or everything else around you will go normal but since you are in negative thought everything seems to go wrong.
Another little thing I’d like to add to this little essay about our lives, relations. My god never have I seen so much bad stuff in my life. Speaking with little experience, but I feel I have come to a pretty good definition of what they are and the root of them “love”.
Relations, they are the commitment to swear to another girl that you would go through hell for her and are willing to surpass every obstacle in order to keep her, they are based in what people know as “love”. While love is believed to be this tingles and indescribable feelings which you get when thinking, touching, or just being with a certain person. I believe this to be wrong in so many ways, for once love is just and idealistical way to put the truth in pretty words for those people who refuse to see the truth of it. Love is an ATTRACTION, nothing more, these “feelings” are your hormones playing tricks on your body. When the truth of it is a physical attraction that satisfies your needs, then has the brains to carry an intelligent conversation and last is able to sustain this routine for ever. You don’t stop loving a person, because love never really exists. You just get mad at something the person did and feel you are unable to be supplied with your needs and be happy at the same time, and that is how love ends.
I see the darkness coming all is bleak...
[This message has been edited by Crash&Burn (edited 03-08-2001).]