Placebo

"'A perpetual sun', 'an eternal light', 'the very reason why we are here'... These and many more are our habits, our idiosyncrasies when it comes to say anything regarding love and our accustomed overrated way to portrait it, blowing out of proportion what it actually is and entails.

The only universal 'religion', perhaps, but 'amour', per se, is nothing but a renewable placebo. It fills you up (and then it fucks you up), and you'll desperately want more, but eventually and inevitably, you'll always end up feeling its devastatingly sad saturation and demise, and therefore, your urge for the indisputable replacement of the dealer...

Is it worth it?? I believe so... After all, fearlessly and passionately is the only really way of living life I know...".


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