be bad, be mine.
i do think that, sex is the easiest thing that comes around.
(still can be friends if the sex was right, someone sings..)
but eventually, the easier it comes, the harder it is to keep.
i mean, okay. this freaking world is literally based on those,
where i probably not like you this much but the nights are colder.
and not hate you is enough to make out, make dinner, make family.
romance is all out in the movies, but hardly exists and routine is all.
that is why humans keep sending the life behind the closed doors.
minus love plus stability equals usual.

the point is it always takes something more to project that feeling,
where you wake up next to someone and it is somehow little sad
that he has to go already. and if this feeling lasts two weeks more.
i am in love.)

every stairs are made of steps.
and who knows how two steps can make a long way up.

but my stupid friends keep dragging me in those failures.
well, i do not know.
love is easy. i am easy. my partners are easy to side with.

matrimony is all in your head.
stupid prejudiced.

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