“My heart beats in almosts. It’s constantly in pursuit of those whom
it desires but the moment it comes too close, it stops, turns, and bolts
in the other direction. I hold onto what makes me miserable
and I let the good things go. I’m self destructive.” I said. “It’s the
way I’ve always been.”
“And why do you think that is?”
“Because it’s simpler to destroy something you love,” I said.
“Than it is to watch it leave.”
- Beau Taplin || The self-destructive.
Published on September 11, 2014 00:32