I come again with another word for the confused, from the confused.

Why was it so hard to get over things so left behind, why was it harder to turn a page..because in fear of finding the blanks..u grow into filling them with long lost fantasies.

Resistance......i weakend. Strength...you failed me. Anger, my haven. Boredom, my destructor. Ambition, my dream feeder :)

Love...i seek with no capacity. I feel to let go and live. Live for a different taste. For an intensified meaning. For my truth.

Leave me no sooner than i left