Love is like a lobotomy.

Nobody realy want’s it.

But still you’re forced to it.

Everybody knows love hurts.

But does anyone know why you want love?.

Does anyone know why you need someone or something?

I know.

But i can’t tell.

Still let me ask something.

Once my trust to the humanity was taken totaly.

But one person brought it back.

When?

Why?

Don’t know.

I only know that humans Primal nature is to think about yourself.

When i started to trust something.

And that creature noticed it.

And used that for her advantage.

What i learned?

Did i learn anything?

No i didn’t like everybody else.

Please don’t trust.

Don’t fall in love.

Believe in only yourself.

And never surrender to deathly weakness called love.