EQUALS (little monsters)
When you get lost... And all your emotions are sprinkled with dust... you will remember your youth like it happened only yesterday. And probably will regret things you never had.
The world is obsessed with the idea of LOVE. But the reality is that most of the time it is all about attachment... or parents, telling you to find a partner. Or job! Or children! Its not about finding your soulmate. SOUL MATE. The idea of this word is this: someone who is perfect for your soul!
Well, mourn your soul, my dear, `cause little monster inside of you got used to the reality when you attach, not love.
How often do you look at another person and feel domination of freedom? Knowing you`d rather die then hurt this person sitting in front of you and drinking coffee. And smiling when you touch his (her) hair. Not your case! Why so? Because you persuaded your little tender soul to believe in adult life. To run for justice! To be fit and nice! To find someone as good as you are!
Mourn your soul or stop looking. Stop seeking. Believe he (she) is also looking for you... and relax because he (she) is so close you`ll be able to touch his (her) bare skin very soon. And smile at him (her) sitting on a bank of river.
Redeem yourself. Be pathetic. Be strong. Be equal to what is destined to you.
(Author is very well known)
Господи, я вивчала мови, намагалась зрозуміти, хто я... я закінчила школу екстерном і вірила, що написати бестселлер у 15 років - це норма (звучить, наче я хвалюсь, хіба не так? Мабуть...) .
Я була така впевнена в тому, що мені ніхто не зробить так боляче...