"Faith: not wanting to know what is true" - Friedrich Nietzsche
I lost my faith and I just did.
Call me a sinner or anything you want.
I'm ready to be the one who listens to your judgment.
I'm not perfect, but I just want to be a good person.
For you,
For anyone,
For others.
I know I feel hollow.
But, something inside me kept screaming, asking me if I could find what I've been looking for.
Something's missing.
Was trying to get on the right track, got slipped away instead.
I'm not a saint.
Maybe a sinner.
Alcohol and cigarette start to tickle.
Hell welcomed me and all I could say is "hello"
Every secret of a writer's soul, every experience of his life, every quality of his mind is written large in his works. - Virginia Woolf.
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