There is no such thing as true love.

Only infaution and lust and longing.

I've lived trough it.

I've seen love destroy the things most important to me.

Family...friends...life.

I'm done. I feel like I'm floating...floating between life and death...

I've seen love kill people.

My parents.

If I have the time...I should start with what really happened...

Shouldn't I?

Just don't expect a happy ending.

Cause there isn't one.