Life Love Lies

Wake alone
Live alone
Sleep alone
Die alone

Be loved, and live with it
Love no one and truly live

Commitments to others/places/ideas are just burdens. Burdens on selfishness, burdens on experiences, burdens on freedom, burdens on spontaneity. Burdens on fullness, burdens on feelings, burdens on the past, burdens on the present, and burdens on the future. Burdens on an open mind.

To truly live a life, you must act in singularity. No reliance on others, no reliance on others, no reliance on others. This is not a necessity. If you can not live to be your own person, how will you live at all?

I'm just a lost soul, so are you perhaps?
Wandering through the mundane facets of a faulted life
Pre-conceived notions, expectations
Dank submission

Enjoy the real world, i'll be living

Love not, for you will not live
OR
Live not, for you will not die alone

Choose your fate



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