Bokonon

I surrender. Though it means nothing changes. I feel worn down at the edges from my own desires and anger. I’d rather listen to your voice than to the tense way in which I hide my needs. My love for you is greater than my hunger for drama. This too shall pass, which promises nothing but a return to this same space through cycle. Please, forgive me, as I haven’t the strength to forgive myself.

(Source: heptagram, via welldressedfortheapocalypse)