Loveme and Bullshit

“She is a wish. She has no reason. There is no reason for what I am doing. I am just doing.” A guaranteed success. A chance at love. One wish. What will you ask for? Searching for love. Trying out sex. Will it be a good substitute? The noose of success. An empty handed freedom. What will you choose? “Moments are not created they are lived. We don’t create moments we get created in moments.” How far can you run from yourself? How long can you escape facing your fears? What will you find when you face them? Will it be worth it? You have a plan. Fate has a design. Who will overcome? What matters is what happened. Is everything in life plain bullshit? “Ah this is mysterious. And also futile.”