What we believe to be true is an extreme version of reality. Like pain – a significant amount of people experience pain and everything that comes with it, irrespective of the origins of that pain, and therefore we can share in other people’s struggle. However, we intend to paint and narrate a disnified version of this pain so that people can sympathise with us. Despite that, we often express our pain or other emotions in such a manner because that is how it feels. It feels exaggerated and consuming, to a point in which we do not want to stay in it alone.
Drinks on me
Ludus is defined as “sport or play” so this type of lover tends to view love as a game.
The grass is greener on the other side
I hate gardening!
Sad ain’t it?
I can feel you smirking, laughing in my face
A reality far from joy; it’s my mother’s, it’s mine.
All the things I want to say to you
Please don’t hate me
Him in me
Let love lead us to hell
Nothing left to give
What it is
Answer ME! Respond!
Love me, love me, say that you want me stillllll