When Loneliness Becomes Your Friend

When loneliness becomes your friend, you don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse. You know that it’s better than hating it because it seems like a constant in your life, it seems like it’s here to stay but you also wonder if this comfort is stopping you from seeing what’s out of there, from being part of the world and from living.

Tonight, I’ll Be My Own Hero

Tonight, I’ll see everything you failed to see, I’ll be all the people you couldn’t be, I’ll do all the things you couldn’t do. Tonight, I’ll be the one for me.

If This Is A Game, I Don’t Want To Play

I still don’t understand how anyone can be into these games, how anyone can be into something so transient, something so unreal and something so temporary. How?