Never kiss a silver-tongued musician. You’ll only end up choking on their silver tongue, tipped with the most deadly poison of all - empty promises. Never make a promise, kids, unless you intend to go down with it. Never search for love, it’s already with you. Thank You, Father, You eye-opener! You think your mortal darling will follow you beyond the grave? You think the way it feels is important, but it’s not. Satan tempts you with a feeling of monolithic proportions, a feeling that is embodied by the human “love”. Don’t mistake that lust for something real. Guard your heart like there’s some wild, heart-eating giraffe running rampant. Rely on the only true love, God’s love. When you hear the words, “I love you.” from another, don’t take that to the grave. It may be what placed you there in the first place. In the famous words of Forrest Gump, “That’s all I have to say about that.”
P.S. - You Silver-tongued girl, you know who you are. Who needs water when you can swallow the lies you puke.
Monday, December 14, 2009
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