Fuck the spring!

Spring, FUCK YOU!

I hate spring. The season when everything is supposed to gloom and life starts anew. Yeah, that sounds great, doesn't it. But the thing that I hate is that it ruins people. It ruins them with "new prospectives of life". It brings the finders of love to hate and the keepers of joy to anger. Boundries are breaken, people "dare" to go on. But left alone, is the heartbroken. The ones that believed in something. The ones that would give up their lifes to be with someone they love and caress. Whatever, I'm tired of all that bullshit people are fooling themselves with. You can't go on like that, luck won't find you twice. It's not something that just is, it's something that you have, have together with someone you love. Aarrggh, I'm so mad. I even don't know what to write, but I guess I have to take it from the beginning. And that, I will, tomorrow, Chapter one will begin. In this rollercoaster of love and labels.