Love is the most stupid thing on earth, love exists to remind us of our weak condition, love is outrageous, love has no reason, has no motifs, love is blind, bitter and armful. Love is a serial killer. love, that has killed so many hearts, is killing mine too, should be arrested and placed in a sanatorium.

Love could be the most perfect dream but chooses to be wordl`s hardest reality.

And i could only wish to brainwash, to declare this just a wroten, bad writen text, as a stupid fantasy,
as something that never really afected me, as i try to find things, to invent reasons to kill u,
and then i find them and they only ressurrect u, and lies become the truth, twisted words
become pure and reason disapears giving place to something that i can not understand, a
bad karma i want to erase, a disease i cant call love.