"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best." ~ Marilyn Monroe
Love: an unobtainable dream?
The private suffering masked by the public illusion of beauty? To live for love, To Die at it's hand...... To desire it and be devoured by it? What we do in the name of it, what is done to us because of it.......Who needs it, Yet,we wither and die without it? Fainting moments of intense bliss followed by devastating lows of despair?
It is the universal flow of life yet we can either drown in the tide or shrivel on the shore.....Engage with it and be burned begging for more or disassociate from it and slam the door.......Would life be better with it or without it? Is it even an option?
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