Lost in Crazy..

It is rather amusing that some people would have the audacity to feel the entitlement to our love, respect, and attention just because blood binds us. I'm sorry, but on the scale of greater things there is no such thing as unconditional affection -and I've learned it from the best-. There is pathological attachment, when we'd delude ourselves to love those who have known nothing of what it means to love us. There is nothing as giving something without expecting a return. We are made up this way. No point in covering it up with our faked-up ideals. And certainly no point in walking one step towards those who had their entire life to walk to us, but instead took the other direction dragging us behind.  Selflessness does not fucking exist, there is a midway in between called two-sided compromises. And selfishness should never be met by being the bigger person, but rather with a reciprocated use of the same poison. At the end of the day we'd only be stuck with our ow

You my love, have come a long way from being a random number to becoming a hole in my heart.

You'd try to fake love, then fake it even more to make up for the guilt of needing to fake in the first place. And soon enough you realize you are running thin, but on love.

But you're always tired, and it is always me.