Estoy cansada de creer...
Monday, March 23, 2015
I love you
I've heard it so many times.
Gets to a point that you stop believing in such words.
I've been hurt before, I was promised the world to find out it was given to someone else.
How to put the pieces back together?
How to rebuild the trust in love,
when love itself is not enough?
No one loves anymore, only themselves.
Everyone is pulling for their side, including you.
How is it that you put up with bullshit at work, but you don't allow yourself to put up with the bullshit love brings?
I love you all the way to here
Because love is not enough.
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
Stop complaining, grow up they say.
Then when you do as asked there still no happiness. I am done chasing dreams, I am done chasing ideas that only takes nowhere. I will become another number, a lifetime of expectations in the ongoing routine of workaholic robots. What is the point of even dreaming to everything there are plenty of buts, tons of limitations... I am done trying to be different, what's the point anyways,
if you can't beat them join them they say!