Originally posted by FromAbove
I always had this idea that the life we live now is hell and that we are all bastard children who committed hate crimes and murder or whatever and now we must live this life. It's typical me; typically cynical.
I'm in hell because I've found the girl of my dreams. And I'm deeply in love with her. The problem is she doesn't love me back. That is the worst. It's emotional pain only you can see and feel. What do you do, move on. How can you move on when no other girl will ever compare to her, when you see her car everywhere you go, hear her name every waking day. She haunts you in your dreams of a life that could have been.
Why can't I be with her you ask and then look away disinterested. Well she has a boyfriend who is in a gang and has lots of "crazy bald gangster friends", she has a baby with him, and I don't make enough money. Also I don't have my own place for her to take refuge in. I want to be her everything. And one day I will be. It's what I say to keep me going. All these things I do to better myself physically and financially is for her. I'm living for her. She doesn't love me now.
But I will spend my life trying to make her love me.
Thanks.
real world material right here, yo!
it reminds me of the people who would go into this small room and talk to a camera about their problems inside the house. ffs. get halp.
