CURIOUSER AND CURIOUSER...


Seventeen. Sydney. Australia.

So this the part where we promulgate our quintessence and achievements; the part where we focus on self promotion and narcissistic devotion. This is the part where we quote legends of the past, as to feign that our lives correlate, to feign that we carry affinity with greatness. This is the part where we evoke images of a tortured, tainted existance, yet contemptously place ourselves on a sacrosanct pedestal. So here's to manipulating ourselves to convey the pretense that we are a "somebody".
But I am not yearning to be a "somebody". I am not yearning for greatness. I have found contentment, achieved equilibrium. I do not wish to fabricate that I live a burdened existance or have a jaded past. I have fought my battles and faced my demons, but to contravene this, I have found love. I am one of the lucky ones. As to love and be loved is life's greatest happiness, is it not? And so it begins...



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وقد وجه جميل يخفى قلبا شريرا

a fair face may hide a foul heart

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