I don’t know how to love without becoming completely infatuated, I don’t know how to hate without causing an ache within every bone in my body at the sound of the cause. I’m either black or white. I don’t know what grey is, I don’t think I ever have.
The silly thing about life is that people will tell you things like, ‘I won’t leave you,’ ‘I love you,’ ‘I won’t hurt you,’ and they will promise things like, ‘I will never leave you,’ ‘I will love you forever,’ and ‘it’s you and I, forever.’ I find this so silly because so many people break these promises shortly after making them.
Do not promise things that you can not be sure of. You promised to stay forever and to love me, but you are no longer here. He promised to never hurt me, and he went on to betray me. She promised to love me forever, and now she is loving someone that is not me.
Do not promise things you can not be sure of. It will break the person just as I have been broken from these empty and broken promises.
but I don’t think you understand. the fact that happiness is a state of mind amazes and scares living shit out of me. it means I make the choice. only I have the power to decide how I feel. not some stupid boy, or girl. not some half filled bottle of rum. I do. and I choose to be happy.