no matter how comfortable I get with the feeling of sadness, it won't be there forever.
I don't want it to be there forever. even if I love kissing the rough lips of despair and holding the hands of anger,
I don't deserve this.
happiness is coming soon, like a special feature. and it will be a blockbuster film.
there's a line between being selfish and loving yourself. I'm not either, but i'm aiming for the second option. I do not care, if your words are meant to break my heart,
I will paint my face, and smile. because I am me, and i'm stuck with me.
peace and motherfucking love
