You Love Me. You Ignore Me. You

As The Child Outlives The Father,so Must The Character Bury The Author.

Help Me Give Up My Addiction To Hope.

You Buy Furniture. You Tell Yourself, This Is The Last Sofa I Will Ever Need In My Life. Buy The Sofa, Then For A Couple Years You're Satisfied That No Matter What Goes Wrong, At Least You've Got Your Sofa Issue Handled. Then The Right Set Of Dishes. Then The Perfect Bed. The Drapes. The Rug. Then You're Trapped In Your Lovely Nest, And The Things You Used To Own, Now They Own You.

You Know How They Say You Only Hurt The Ones You Love? Well, It Works Both Ways.

Love Is Bullshit. Emotion Is Bullshit.