Cursed?

I can not write anything when I'm happy.

Except this.

Isola

'I go for a walk, alone though with guidance.
Search for answers, in you I find myself.

And your free will it kills me.
And it steals from you,
Though you don't see it.

Will you listen at all?'

ILYA - Isola

Escalator

Only me.

My own.

Nobody else.

Just me
is
enough.

It's so crowded already.

So many thoughts,
So many feelings,
So many inputs,
So many outcomes.

It's so crowded already.

Isolation
of soul.

Loneliness..
It's optional.

Confronting yourself.

Facing needs.
Awareness.

Actualization of self,
without using people as stepping stones.

You don't have to fuck people over to survive.
You are worthy on your own already.
Don't try to live over me.
Don't try to use me.

P L E A S E

-My roots of existence-

Enilghtened False Consciousness

-No,
No,
No!.....
Ma! Ma!
I can not fit in this dress!

-Maybe you have grown up sweetheart.

-What!?
I have to pack my bag then.

There are some remedies worse than the disease.
Somebody should have warn me before T.T

Shadow Art

I am not afraid of shadows. It merely means that there is a light somewhere.

Esprit de Divination

There's a genuine violence in softness and weakness.
Sometimes the selfishness is the most generous thing you can be.

My *esprit de divination.

*Great minds can sometimes guess the truth before they have either the evidence or arguments for it.

I Never Promised You a Rose Garden

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