“RocknRolla” (2008) by Guy Ritchie
isnt that the truth, "that which starts sweet, ends bitter"? such is the
way of life. funny how that paradigm seems to ring true more often
than i would like. life passes by uncontrolled and unobserved save
for weakening bones and wrinkled faces of ourselves and dying friends.
there is just no way around the depressing conclusion that is our lives.
and addiction, for some, its drugs, for others its material goods like
shoes or purses. for me, its love. that is my drug of choice. i
constantly have this feeling, these feelings about what i need to do
and how i need to do them. i fall hard and fast, but when i realize
how much it weakens me i shut down and turn off my emotions to those
whom i love and whom im with. it is a problem that is recurrent in
all of my relationships and choices. it is not the thrill of the
chase, it is the addiction to feeling those feelings. to tasting the
sweet beginnings of what always becomes a bitter end. so now that i
have self diagnosed, i just have to take steps to fix everything that
leads me to that outcome and perhaps i can make something that would
otherwise be bitter, sweet.
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