Entry #43: Monday Madness
17.10.16 @5:36am "There is no breathe in her anymore, only the memory of happiness ripped in shreds. I believe she was the happiest woman alive before events that caused her death. I mean look at her, her heart is black and broken into pieces, but her cheeks full of joy. How can someone pretend to be so happy when in reality there is a virus killing her from inside. I guess she had to know the hard way what love can do. I feel bad for her. She let her idea of love carry her beyond the mountains. And as quick as that went she fell thousands and thousands of feet. Every second a memory of what she thought would be forever. I think love is stupid. How is it possible to let someone else carry a delicate object such as your heart when in reality you dont even know yourself enough to carry it on your own?! Help me understand how you can blindfold your eyes knowing the person in front of you has a knife that they could use at any moment they wish. What if there is no such thing as love and we just decided to make it up because why not?! Love, a word that is used to describe some actions between two people at an unsafe distance." Anyways, fuck everything. :(











