Door in the Time

So long.

standing on a mountain screaming, cold winds, little air. does this life have any meaning? waiting for your love is the hardest part. it’s to late to change, i am what i am, you are what i fear. contradiction is an art. you’re turning into stephen. do you really want it to objective this way. because believe me, i am not going to be with you just because i’m scared of what you’ll do. i did that for good occasionally, and i regret it breed affliction and i won’t let myself tangible through that again. i am not stable enough. live with guilt in silence. nothing will fly to pieces but shame. your life is far from priceless. you’ll never win this game. these form insufficient months contain been a rollar coaster. and i hate those. you have occasion for to finance out and find people you can relate to because we’re to different for each other. i will assess, but not for much longer. you need to gain control of yourself and stop controlling me. i don’t thirst for getting back together with you to be the worst mistake that i always made, but the at work things are going it’s prevailing to turn outlying like that. and it’s hurting me having to deal with it time after day. “it is in changing that things experience tenacity.” heraclitus you sooner a be wearing yet to find your purpose and you at no time will if you don’t have in mind remaining your fear of meeting new people. i’m not prospering to be there to save you forever. i will acquire a job, i have a life. and my human being can not revolve around your fear of having an individual. i think the but defence you love me is because i am the only person you see. that has to modify. you oblige to get the idea other people, and then maybe you will realise that it’s probably not meant to be. like i said. i command try again…for you…but i won’t try much longer because it is getting to painful. and now, this little quote that i think would be perfect to end this. “if i could describe life in three words….. it goes on.” robert frost you were once so wonderful. what the hell happened to the only slightly innocent girl that once was? she had no hope of surviving… and at the present time we sing.

Waynes world 3

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