Love is a many splendored thing, all you need is love.

“I suppose the heart knows something that we just don’t know. Love can be inconvenient, and perhaps inappropriate. It can be dangerous. Make us do things we wouldn’t dream of doing. But wrong? That just depends on where we end up, doesn’t it?” 

I love noone but love... love is still like oxygen. 

La lluvia borra la maldad y lava todas las heridas de tu alma

I am bummed about life... I am doubting everything I've ever done... And everything I do ... and everything I am.... and everything I stand for. I am feeling pretty worthless. I'm not doing good with school. I am really frustrated about it. And I'm trying to tough it out but it seems pointless. And I hate myself for wanting to give up. I hate myself for having given up years ago when I did. I hate myself for not having the guts to leave when I should have. And I hate that I still make up excuses for why things don't go my way when I know I could simply change them. I don't know what to do. I know what I'm doing wrong and I know how I can change them but I can't bring myself to actually do it. I am really ashamed of myself. I am disappointed in myself. Maybe I am the one with the deluded sense of grandeur. Maybe I am think I am bigger than I really am. Maybe I am made to be just a petty employee with 5 people ahead of me always. Maybe school isn't for me. I wish I was someone else. I wish I was who I think I should be.