Why is the human mind engineered in such an irrational manner?
Formal imagination creeping in, inculcating thoughts into picturesque ideals.
With general low expectations, ones 'idealized state' has been fabricated so desperately and romantically which has forced us into an intangible whir with devastating results.
How can an individual be so captivated by the idea of another, yet when presented with the situation in reality feel so muted and disorderly?
What is this obsession with trying to sculpt an immalleable existence? Patience is unbeatable.
The days all repeat. Nothing's occurring....
On a lighter note, I just opened my crystal catcher and BOOM!
Formal imagination creeping in, inculcating thoughts into picturesque ideals.
With general low expectations, ones 'idealized state' has been fabricated so desperately and romantically which has forced us into an intangible whir with devastating results.
How can an individual be so captivated by the idea of another, yet when presented with the situation in reality feel so muted and disorderly?
What is this obsession with trying to sculpt an immalleable existence? Patience is unbeatable.
The days all repeat. Nothing's occurring....
On a lighter note, I just opened my crystal catcher and BOOM!