Falling

My own fault. But to be honest, I pressed the break on the right moment. Otherwise I would fall…fall…fall in love. I will never ever fall in love again. I CANNOT LOVE.

I cannot accept being loved. I cannot accept people doing things for me when it feels wrong. When they expect me saying thank you. They do things for me? Great.But because they want to. Not because I asked them to do. The moment I ask, I say thank you.

A person cannot do something and demand something back. Immediately. This is not right. This is not normal. I don’t want this. Never.

I want something natural. Something that just flows. At least in the beginning. If the beginning starts to suck. WHAT THE FUCK will be after the honeymoon phase?

FUCK IT. THATS LIFE. LIFE GOES ON.

LAUGH. Have hope. In the end everything will make sense.