Now this might disturb you, but I find I'm OK by myself;and I don't need you or your benevolence to make sense.
I was wasting my time, praying for love.For a love that never comes, from someone who does not exist.
If you must write prose or poems, the words you use should be your own. Don't plagiarize or take 'on loan'. There's always someone, somewhere, with a big nose, who knows, who'll trip you up and laugh when you fall.
I hate most people. And I don’t want to, it’s an awful way to be. But the human race gives me no comfort. I find myself turning to books and films for comfort still. It’s repulsive, because one’s life consists of people, not things.
With no reason to hide these words I feel, and no reason to talk about the books I read, but still, I do.
With the world's fate resting on your shoulder - you're gonna need someone on your side.You can't do it by yourself any longer - you're gonna need someone on your side.
Nature always waits in the wings and the winds, ready to pounce with all of its power just at that sloppily contented hour when you foolishly assume it to be plainly tired out. Narcissistic humans do their quite pathetic best to kill nature off, oblivious to their self-reliance on its upkeep, yet nature will only take so much bureaucratic bullying before it snaps a deadly snap - for it does not need your approval, your organised banditry, your prepubescent social laws, your trades of cheapening commerce, your militant preachment, your apologies or blind belief of superiority... as if a presidential seat gives you an intolerable presumption of dominance over this earth's terrain!
I see the world, it makes me puke,But then I look at you and know,that somewhere there's a someone who can soothe me.
My love, wherever you are - whatever you are - don't lose faith. I know it's gonna happen someday to you.
I'm tired again, I've tried again, and now my heart is full.And I just can't explain...so I won't even try to.
And make no mistake, my friend, your pointless life will end; but before you go, can you look at the truth?