I’ll simply dedicate two simple songs for this tainted love post. Nothing much to write as those pages of my life are better left unvisited.
I’ve fallen “for love” than “in love”. And once you’ve fallen for love there’s no getting up till the bang of the end hits your face like a slap from reality. Reality then lets you hang from your hair in it’s hands and keeps kicking your gut till you finally make sense of the scene and stop crying. That pain is what builds you character, defines your learnings and tells you to stay firm when some pretty and believable silhouette approaches you from that one open door that lights your dark world. It’s so easy to fall into a trap, really. You may think I’m giving you some doze from some a painfully depressing masochistic movie but it’s true.
You have to…
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