I wish I wouldn't have got up this morning...
I hate it. I hate when this feeling resurfaces again. It's awesome when you start your day like any other, nothing special about it. But then, you receive bad news... One after another, and when you are eventually quiet and relaxed about that, pam! More bad news...
And now it's the time when I think that things won't change, that I can't do anything about it, even more, I don't want to know anything about this rotten world...
Why don't we live in other world?
Yeah, I'm very sure that something is rotten here.
I just wanna shout, tell the world what I need, tell the world that I need somebody behind me... I'm sorry, but that's the truth, I'm not independent.
Just hug me please, just do it. No matter how, but do it. Tell me that you won't ever be far from me.
This could be interpreted as a cry of a selfish kid, or maybe not, but it's up to you.
“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you're letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain."
