I try.
I do.
I fail.
I lose.
I don't get it anymore.
How strong are our passions really? How weak has our work ethic become?
I don't need to be some hipster fag to get the message. pretty soon the line between liberal hippie and corporate will be lost in the mix not sure where either begin. In the end.... who knows.
We lose the most important part of ourselves in trying to do what is important. We are selfish either way but which end of the spectrum is right?
Balance is the biggest joke anyone can tell. It doesn't exist.
Balance just means you're forever unhappy if you really think about it. How much do we have to give up to achieve balance. How much do we have to suffer and struggle through before we reach serenity? It's all just temporary. Even the most intricate tattoo is only temporary as once the wearer dies the tattoo ceases to be.
A beautiful painting is the result of constant self criticism and agony of trying to achieve something so beautiful yet once that last brush stroke is settled and the running water thins out the last of the paint on the bristles, I can't stand the sight of it. Constant imperfections and wish-I-coulds...
Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda....
I wish I could feel that forever happiness even for a moment. Realistically that is about as long as it will last. Im tired of missing. Im tired of wishing and hoping and praying only to come out this battle a winner by default. Im all set thanks.
You will only love that which you cannot have.
You will only hurt when everyone tells you how lucky you are.
You will only trust when someone is in bed with your significant other.
You will lose everything once you find yourself on top.
So if this formula is the American Dream then we all need to wake the fuck up I suppose.
"One day with hard work and determination you can be successful." That is what they say. They don't tell you everything you will go through. Just the paraphrase. Honestly its like telling a virgin that raw doggin' some chick is the best feeling ever never telling you that you can get her pregnant.
Everything has a price.
I miss you, I love you, I'm happy, was happy, hate, fuck, life, work, sucks, Breathe, sigh, repeat.
Lose yourself now because there will never be a more perfect time.
