We all have our dreams. We all like to imagine what should be, or could be. Be they tangible or otherwise, we all look to our thoughts for the comfort that one day we'll have what we want, or need. But the truth is that no matter how hard you try, they all crumble and burn; struck by flying metal and thrashed to the ground. I have hope, I have faith, I have love and I have trust, but all in all it never really matters. In the end, no matter what you've said to people or done in your life, it all falls short. Well. I had faith, hope and trust. Now all that's left is love, but once more, it doesn't really matter. Life is just one big vicious fucking circle.

via: Totally Güruvy© [ZEAL]