carolz

I have a big problem, I don’t know how to hide my feelings or change my face when I don’t like something, people used to say, oh, this is not a problem, you're honest, yes, it is big problem, when you live in a world like this pretending is a way to survive. The first Bukowski book I’ve read, “Women”, was a punch in my face, I felt like I knew him, a person that felt the world just like me, life it’s not about “everything is ugly” it’s about “ugly is beautiful too”, we are always trying to transform our lives in a romance and that’s impossible, we are here to be happy, but you only find happiness through suffering and we need to find the beauty in this process, laugh about ourselves. We are alone, we can love someone or be loved, but if you can’t deal with yourself you will fuck everything, sometimes we need to be a little bit selfish, love is a tiny part in a relationship, sometimes there is love, but other things are missing, you have to let go.