Curdling Cunt
Love, unfortunately, curdles our blood from the inside out, tarnishes our clear visions of life's disasters and downfalls, and turns everything into a beautiful sea of wonder and tranquility.
Therein lies its most deadly danger: it masks its own tragedy, and sugar-coats it in fantasy.
Once you've seen the true misery love can bring, unfortunately the only remedy for your sorrowful and fucked-up state is to experience love again, and rediscover its joy.
The vicious circle provides us with a constant theme: love and hate. They always tie in at some point down the line.
The fact that love can destroy every hope of sanity, of reasoning, and of truth, is its very poison. In essence, it makes us blind to its essential penalty.
The art of a true evil dictator.
Therein lies its most deadly danger: it masks its own tragedy, and sugar-coats it in fantasy.
Once you've seen the true misery love can bring, unfortunately the only remedy for your sorrowful and fucked-up state is to experience love again, and rediscover its joy.
The vicious circle provides us with a constant theme: love and hate. They always tie in at some point down the line.
The fact that love can destroy every hope of sanity, of reasoning, and of truth, is its very poison. In essence, it makes us blind to its essential penalty.
The art of a true evil dictator.
posted by A Girl Like Me | 11:27 pm
I thought I told you to go and watch the diner scene from Pulp Fiction!
Hear, hear.