everyone is gone.

i'm still here of course; trying to breathe in purpose, trying to heal...forgive...continue to open my heart with love.

i continue to fight this battle between love and lost. i have to say, i'm really sick of the pain and the heartache, and the promises that burn onto my heart like acid. who would've known that the most vital part of life, is the hardest to achieve in balance, and in faith. i have no zest for money or fanciful material posessions. all i've ever wanted is to love and to be loved back unconditionally.

the problem is no one wants to look inside themselves. no one wants to fight for what truly matters. everyone just wants to take and take and take until there's nothing left but a dead corpse for the birds to shit upon.

self love perhaps is the best love....and maybe the only TRUE love.