Crawling

We spend our lives breeding bizarre eccentricities to make up for our defunct personalities, always on the lookout for someone plagued by the same complexities. In a twisted world full of tortured souls, simple love is an aberration. Simplicity can be hard to swallow when our existence is riddled with a lust for complication and a craving to foster each other’s concocted neurosis. So we keep crawling, in and out of hearts, in search of a love that is special in its own fucked up way.

(Picture – Manequin Factory, Erich Hartmann, 1969)

13 thoughts on “Crawling

  1. The best part is that you are definitely gonna enjoy the whole process it will be tiresome no doubt about that,but what’s in store at the end will be the most beautiful stories ever sketched.

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    1. That’s a lovely thought. Thank you for showing me the positive side to it. I was beginning to lose hope in this excruciating process, but my belief in the silver lining is somewhat restored. πŸ™‚

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