Passion Versus Logic.

There's so many things that we all want to do, but is it logically to just leap before we look both ways? I guess we'll never know till we take the leap. 

We accept the love we think we deserve.

I'm a work-in-progress. My habits, my mindsets, all need a new lease of life. 

On Letting Go.

I'm plunging into an abyss. No one can save but you. Even you are far too preoccupied with your own heart and its wants and needs that I would never be able to provide for enough. So I await my impending implosion. Everyday, I tell myself "This is as much as I can take." but I keep taking it and keep telling myself that. Eventually I would really go stalking mad. I feel I'm halfway there already.

And yes, I am needy, and I need only you.