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Romantic Torment

Darkness. Seduction. Purgatory.

Beauty of the diversity in souls. Beauty in all its endless wonders to be found in this world and universe. These remain the foundations of my serenity and sanity. As for the rest? Heh….

Where do I go from here? I’m in Love with you, and I don’t even know who you are yet! Matters of the heart plague me unrelenting, and lately I’ve been altogether tired of it. Loathing around in some cesspool of sorrow and disappointment, over not having this or that, was my old way of co-existing and dealing with it. Now, I’ve a numb indiscreet neutrality perspective to it all. “It is what it is,” and, “what will be will be,” attitude about some of the things I cannot seem to directly influence or change, no matter how hard I’ve attempted or tried.

It seems counter-productive to waste my energy on matters outside my immediate control. So, for now, I continue to bide my time and focus on myself. Just …know I’m out here…waiting for you. With so much love to give. Till then…. *closes eyes and listens to Mortal Love (music band)*

Eternally,
Romantic Torment

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“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up these defenses, you build this whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They do something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own any more. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. not just in the mind. It’s a soul hurt, a body hurt, a real gets inside you and rips you apart pain. I hate love.”

- Neil Gaiman

Thank you Neil G. You did one hell of a job summarizing the whole god damn thing up nicely. And that, my visitors, is today’s cup of thoughtful tea. See ya!

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The blatent truth of the matter is that I’ve been working, enjoying summer, and sleeping insane hours and times. My creativity is ever brewing, and I will share some recent journal entries and poetry soon. I really need to start advertising this site at some point too….anyone out there? Heh….yeh.I know, I know …who gives a fuck R.T.? No clue Self, but to hell w/ it anyhow: I’ll continue later…..

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