dead heart in a dead world

good things do not happen to good people because people are not good. we, at least once,
lie and manage to do something bad. something not right, not moral or ethical... I thought
that if I'll be righteous, righteous things will happen to me. that's how karma works. but
then again, you also have to pay for the unrighteous things you made in your past lives.
I guess.


I wanted to believe in the knight that will sweeps me off my feet so bad! the one that takes you
away to a great world where nothing seems bad anymore, where all cares fade away. where
there is the great comfort and excitement of being together. I fell in love this summer. but
good things don't happen to goddamn good people. I really fucking tried to keep a strong grip onto every dream I had with him. I wanted him to be my knight in shinny armor. but life is
not like a fairytale. not even close. there are things I can't accept. things that reflect a certain behavior, a poor way of life... maybe I'm a drama queen but I can't do this anymore. every day I keep on thinking about the past, the present, question myself if my choices are right... I can't do this anymore

one thing is for sure: I'm left broken hearted