This word heartbreak sounds unbelievably romantic.
Well it is not.
Technically it's ugly. I've never been into any kind of situation where I can use this world in any possible way before today. My heartbreak wasn't romantic, it was humiliating and irritating. And it was kind of what I really needed.
My heart got broken by a few human beings gathered together to tell me all the things I do wrong, everything I can't do, everything I should stop doing etc. Humiliation is vvvv bad. Pushing someone down and if they don't go down then crushing them down is lso vvvv bad. Doing bad things to people also cause heartbreaks.
Well after a broken heart, a head full of plans, bad ideas about life and a lot of poetry in my journal, I'm doing very well. I felt crushed and sad for a moment but when you realize you have nothing to lose, you can't be worried anymore. This is what makes world crazy genius people (I hope I'm one of them one day)
I write good things after bad accidents.
We don't want to belong to the plains anymore. Scratching our backs till they bleed and make room for wings and seek shelter in the skies. Like eagles, we fly away high. Even our shadows don't reach the land because we're rare for dust now.
I just think it should be next Lorde lyric.
When you get your heart broken and a very sad head, do something good to yourself. Be a star or something. That is what I'm going to do. It's too dark and being a star is my last option. I'll make sure to be happy and creative and I'll love my blog even more.
Typing this post was another kind of hard business. You can't go on telling people how hard life is and how sad you are but OH WAIT YOU DO IT IS 2015 AND WE'RE LIVING IN A WEIRD CENTARY AND YOU WRITE ABOUT ANYTHING ON BLOG.
I hope you're doing great my people.