The pain of love is the pain of being alive. It is a perpetual wound. i love getting new ink but holy cow the healing process of a new tattoo is itchy! Check out my new tattoo its in my more album love anything and your heart will most certainly be wrung, and possibly broken. its the love that burns entirely and the steady flow of tears that extinguishes that fire Here's the truth about the truth...it hurts so we lie. Love is a fire. But whether it is going to warm your heart or burn down your house, you can never tell. I know the truth about love, it is a hell I will never get out of alive. Living and learning.
Crashing and burning.
Giving and taking.
Broken and breaking.
You chose your fate.
...Far too little, far too late. Kicking and screaming.
Dying and dreaming.
Giving and taking.
Broken and breaking.
You chose your fate.
Far too little, Broken, beaten, and bruised the heart maintains the primal purpose of maintaining life...unfortunately that primitive survival instinct does not include eternal happiness and well being. The soul can survive the most brutal of attacks but does it ever real Why can't I go where I want to go, be where I want to be. Why do I have to close my eyes, to see what I want to see? It keeps me alive inside, yet it is killing me. I just want my dreams to become my reality new job i believe that deserves a drink or two for celebrating generation kill, beer and a night at home! indeed oh how i love food comas....yum Three Days Grace and Chevelle March26th....hell yea! Hmm there is some ice cold jack daniels in the freezer...hmm i hate living in michigan...no more snow! |
