Everyone ruined every time I tried to be happy, they just destroyed my chances of having a life with them and then came apologising when there was no more hypothesis for anything. Congratulations 👏🏽👏🏽👌🏽

 I've always believed in accountability and being responsible for one's actions. So I really struggle everyday in this world where there is no accountability or conscience enough for all prevarication and horrendous crimes people commit. 

 I've never tried to be anything. I just was 

The Wound

 I'll never heal from it

Even if I surpassed it

In terms of feelings 

And the attachment 

I can't erase completely 

This anger it arouses 

For them destroying 

My whole life since

They've abandoned me 

And betrayed me

And left me behind 

To die

It just kept bleeding 

On and off

Every time it reopened 

Everything it damaged

I was never strong 

Because of you

And nothing got me through 

I was used and exploited 

Discarded and disregarded 

Cut wide open 

With the wound re-stabbed

Just to be a slave of everyone 

My whole life 

A love that's the root

 What is a love that cannot be

And has no measure at all

That makes everyone see

But doesn't know it did fall? 

In a passion so mighty deep

In a craziness that loops

You cannot stop and sleep 

Because it's got aggressive roots

True Love Will Find You In The End

 Some people really got a hold on me back in some times. And I used to feel I had a bond with them, like they were part of me in such a way that it felt unbreakable. 

Nowadays it's all gone distant and cold. No more blood, tears, or heart of gold. 

"True love will find you in the end", but you'll run away again. Because it's not love. Never was from them, anyway, just plain old lust for a temporary time. 

It's been 12 years since I stopped believing and realised how it all functioned, also in its mechanics of chemicals. For the chemicals between lie in some bed...

But never again have I faulted my own conclusion. Though I found again love in a much more cosmic vague way, just an unclosed, immaterial, kind of feeling: a love bigger than love itself, or just commonly known as my limerence cases of D.G.P. It's a kind of motherly undying love but with blazing strength of a sun. 

Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare

 Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Admit impediments; love is not love

Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove.

O no, it is an ever-fixèd mark

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

It is the star to every wand'ring bark

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come.

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom:

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

What I haven't seen about the Epstein files

 What I haven't seen about the Epstein files 

Were the lynching of the royals implicated

Since the UK to all up on Norway 

And no one protesting massively 

In Portugal or Brazil 

For the mentioned children traffic sources

And even the thousands of families guilty 

Of neglecting, of selling, of permitting 

Mostly for disgusting money reasons 

And surely didn't see billionaires jailed

For no rage, unsubmissiveness or war

People have manifested towards those

Who relentless kill everyone in the world 

 Nothing really made an actual difference, anyway. Humanity still has always been rotten and will always be. The rest is just wishful thinking of dreamers like me, thinking of Tomorrowlands and Megalopolis of some sort. 

 Yeah, but it's not for you exactly, is it? And that's what gets you. And me. The fact that we've always been aware somewhat of the inexistence, the illusion of reality, because we're that cynical and no amount of faith was enough to stick and surpass our pragmatic sense.