Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Disease

I love you. I hate you. I like you. I hate you. I love you. I think you’re stupid. I think you’re a loser.
I think you’re wonderful. I want to be with you. I don’t want to be with you. I would never date you. I hate you. I love you…
I think the madness started the moment we met and you shook my hand. Did you have a disease or something?” 
- Shannon L. Alder




Duarte Vitoria - There is no love, only words to get what you want