sunformoon
Fuck this wall. It tells me to stop and that I have nowhere to go. There are many places to go, look in the cracks. Look in the spaces between the bricks, there are thousands of paths, even a flower can grow here. If I become small enough, I can pass through.
To love or destroy? That is the question. It seems they are both the same at times. When you are so in love, when you can't forget someone, you are destroyed. It's scary to love, cause you can become maimed by it. You can't go on. You can only write songs about it. Love. Destroy. It's delicious and insane.