Success and fame lead to a lonely life; A world without love, where a person’s reality is altered by the opinions of others, a world of make believe with puppets who are only called to perform if the director says so. I hold the strings and my master holds mine. It is constantly hollow, distant and if you run with it too long it will lead to insanity.
a 27 year old lost soul who blabs about non-sense, mother, friend, graphic design, photography, video games, eccentric, half-cracked, music, unix, emo bands, books, ipod