Emotions, Love and Hate

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Love's last pain;
It is everything.
It is nothing.
It is unbearable.
Love;
It is unbearable.
It is everything.
It is nothing.
Hate;
It is nothing.
It is unbearable.
It is everything.
Emotions are sometimes like being caught in a rip. You can't fight it, and if you anchor yourself to it, it will sink you.
You could kick and scream, dragging the next or closest person to you under to keep yourself afloat, but surely this results in you being alone and worse off than when you started.
If you let it take you out, eventually it will allow you to swim back to shore.
Love's last pain;
It is everything.
It is nothing.
It is unbearable.
Love;
It is unbearable.
It is everything.
It is nothing.
Hate;
It is nothing.
It is unbearable.
It is everything.
Emotions are sometimes like being caught in a rip. You can't fight it, and if you anchor yourself to it, it will sink you.
You could kick and scream, dragging the next or closest person to you under to keep yourself afloat, but surely this results in you being alone and worse off than when you started.
If you let it take you out, eventually it will allow you to swim back to shore.
There’s irony, hypocrisy, fallacy, a vast ocean of distance to cross. The “saint”, the “sinner”, it’s lunacy, that the ignorant could save the lost.
I’m not belle of the ball, not the very least, but we have something in common, I’m in love with a beast. But the beast is not a person but a drug that I call meth, I’ve been talking to myself for hours, I’m running out of breath.
Our team was blown away by this beautiful painting.