This is how I substitute Reality

silentsandlight

It now lost all form of meaning to it. Its just another empty set of words that i hear from you to make me believe that you're all mine (when it fact we both know its not and that it'll never happen).  "I Love  You's" no longer felt the same for me as before.  i think you killed it ---you and your broken vinyl tune of i-will, i-wont and i-do's.  You and your tribe supported this (the movement against words and their meaning). 

as for me, i'll be discovering this newly adapted form of stoicity.

(Coz in some ways, i really cant believe someone who considers me as a mere back-up)

JUST ANOTHER BACK-UP. another fallback. another consenting paramour.