Could not, with all their quantity of love,
Make up my sum. What wilt thou do for her?
‘Swounds, show me what thou’lt do:
Woo’t weep? woo’t fight? woo’t fast? woo’t tear thyself?
Woo’t drink up eisel? eat a crocodile?
I’ll do’t. Dost thou come here to whine?
To outface me with leaping in her grave?
Be buried quick with her, and so will I:
And, if thou prate of mountains, let them throw
Millions of acres on us, till our ground,
Singeing his pate against the burning zone,
Make Ossa like a wart! Nay, an thou’lt mouth,
I’ll rant as well as thou. ❞
— Hamlet, Act 5, Scene 1 (via heyardengarden)
why do I always feel like I care for people more then they care for me?
Its like an everlasting feeling of rejection that I simply deal with.
why do I always have to force myself to think positive?
Its like I am tricking myself to believe every situation is a good one. fairy tales.
why cant I get away from you?
Its like I formed something fictional about you in my mind. fairy tales.
why was it so easy of me to rid of a friend?
because I was selfish for once. fairy tales.
karma’s got me now
just out reach, but not abruptly beyond
you make me forget about him
To take something
that you apparently cant give back?
sorry.
to excuse my insanity for the comfort of being sane
that it’s making me crazy.
the pons moved across the table
Left to Chance
everyone fell asleep before the winner could be announced
time wasted
or memories gained?
to the embers I will throw all my worries
ties undone in all my fears
opinions of them all
lurking, slowly into my own
free me from this solitude
running from the fall down
the risk is worth it all
all bets are on
them never catching up
