Faded Fantasy3 читателя тэги

There are a million ways to bleed. But you are by far my favorite.

Normally seven minutes of another person’s company was enough to give her a headache, so she set things up to live as a recluse. She was perfectly content as long as people left her in peace.

I always deserve the best treatment because I never put up with any other.

Am I in love? Absolutely. I’m in love with ancient philosophers, foreign painters, classic authors, and musicians who have died long ago. I’m a passionate lover. I fawn over these people. I have given them my heart and my soul. The trouble is, I’m unable to love anyone tangible. I have sacrificed a physical bond, for a metaphysical relationship. I am the ultimate idealistic lover.

Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be alone, we can be with others without using them as an escape.