Saturday, May 25, 2013
Defeated or Triumphant?
The iron that runs trough mi veins frozen stands. My hairs pick themselves away from my body. And I just can't help it... What are you supposed to feel? Guilt? Guilt is not a true sentiment. It is hypocrite, it is vile. No one feels guilt. You do something because you want to. But what happens when that something is impossible to reverse, implacably persistent, and prominently perpetual? What happens then? Do you accept the hypocrisy called guilt or do you walk away, triumphant against your "I want" but defeated by your "I would never"