Saturday, July 1

Coldfire

I put all my heart in everything I do. I'm not here to sneak by. When I love someone I will bend steel for them. When I am down, well. But why not stretch that suffocating bodysuit of rubberized expectations we were born in? Why not be completely opposite, always.

Some people put their soul into what they do and give their all to those they care about. And some of those people do the minimum, or do nothing at all to reciprocate, to make an effort, to more than just make an effort. Like mold on life. Fuck people who don't try, I hope they burn in hell forever.

1 comment:

Metamatician said...

Yeah... bad, lonely mood I suppose. I'm pretty passionate about most things, it's my worst fault.

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