The Endocrine Response

Love. It's quite a luxury, very nice indeed.

The blissful feelings can't bring you down!

But it doesn't last forever.

And its quite probable, a fissure may form in the bond.

Quite likely indeed.

Then you're left voided, having grown accustomed to the new living standard.

It's horrible!

The slightest remembrance of those events cause you to crumble.

Your uncertainty increases and you don't know what to do.

Unless you're an older Nick Adams. Then your relatively fine.

A "rebound" partner is just bad to obtain.

It's totally cheating your way out of it.

Cheating never helps in the long run.

Don't enslave yourself to the habitual rebound ritual.

Friends are great. Real ones anyway.

Family is awesome too. Real family, anyway.

Never break the ties you have with them.

Life

"Everything's blurred

After experience, the tears are foreseen

He tries to cope with it but it's putting up a war

Never to end."

- Me

Don't try to decode this. And don't try to decode that, either.

I absolutely dread finding a "deeper meaning" in literature. When we use words, its to express what we mean, through the meaning of the used words. Not through some random other meaning that could have been expressed with other words. Then we'd use those words.

This society, has retarded itself. Its inefficient. There's a formal process for everything in it.

Our education systems are flawed.

Apprenticeships have gone extinct.

Everything's mass produced, quantized, and revolves around time. All for profit.

Whatever happened to the good old days.