Love: Your spoken words don't only draw attention but pictures i want to be apart of. You need not take off your clothes for me to acquire the truth cause truth be told, the truth is the sound of your voice.
It's surreal, that my serenity is because of another human being. A being who's got me falling like autumn leaves, and as i fall the rest of me deteriorates slowly.
Love: I think of...the circumstances under which we became acquainted. I was a tainted image, came with negatives, while you were picture perfect and i was trying to inherit this.
Love: You need to hate me now, i'm selfish and i was told i need to be selfless, hence why i'm doing this...
I LOVE YOU
story of a guy who is in love with another man's girl, a guy who finds euphoria only when with that precise girl. Tariro Rudenya is her name, i told her to hate me because i need her to stay away, from the monster i've become.
what is a real friend? my definition...a real friend is a person that doesn't exist because half the people around us would exit like Bruce Jenners **** and become non existent, during crisis. i know it must be hard to digest like Donald Trump going into office...think about it, the ******* is busy banning muslim's, yet if you ask me, he would be the only terrorist i see, in a mosque full of Osama Bin Ladin's. wait how did i get here
the last time i spoke my mind on this platform i had lost my other half. i wrote about her because i saw the wolves surround her and it killed me inside to know that i couldn't defender her anymore...wait let me rephrase that IT WASN'T MY JOB TO DEFENDER HER ANYMORE
rough isn't it? i still blame myself for what happened
"wolves" is a metaphor used to describe the trials and tribulations of living
The story of my life has never been one direction but a couple of blessings that come from me learning lessons and understanding that women are like different fragrances some that last longer through your trials and tribulations and some that are wrapped in fancy packaging claiming....but what am I saying she was an angel or so I thought meanwhile she was fake like an actress covering up with facials, never thought personas where part of life's daily essentials or that the essentials where really becoming essential. Masquerading, parading but at the end saying you're real though had my fair share of drama in this world involving this one girl turned into an ******* as they said but as I learnt in school I had to recycle cause pain comes around everytime like the menstrual cycle