Another school year ended, melancholies and memories get one on another, overlapping... This is a period of transition...
Getting closer to Plato's love doctrines, I could just state they were true. I won't tell you the story of my life, I'll just inform you I was getting better, in every way. His presence used to make me a better persone. My priorities have changed, my need are no more the same, I can't feel the same way about the world, about other people, about Art, about myself.
Nothing looks important as it did before. I'm kinda lost.
Shoud I go back down the ladder, regressing at my previous, low being, or should I try and go up even if, without that distant light, I can't see where I'm headed?
Sorry for the heavy and serious entry. I just need to choose who I want to become, ot try and make the different parts of me get along with each other.
Devious Comments
p,s. sei tu che mi hai spedito la traduzionedi antichi debiti?
--
*Roma caput mundi*
Psycho Killer, qu'est-ce que c'est?
Human bean juice!! XD
--
*Roma caput mundi*
Psycho Killer, qu'est-ce que c'est?
Human bean juice!! XD
--
I'm not psychotic- I'm pathologically high spirited!
~~~~~
O o
/¯____________________________
| BLLLLAAAAAARRRRRRRGGGHH
\_¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯
Lazors lol.
Previous PageNext Page