Picking the pieces of my once brilliant mind. My friends tell me I’m “very” smart but when it comes to the subject of love I am a total numnuts. Haaay. Maybe if we are in the psychedelic intoxication of love’s whirlpool, we turn to Frankenstein’s monsters. We lose a part of ourselves that is so hard to get back.
People just cant come in to our lives. Make us care and then just leave. They have no right.