Have you ever tried to relive you past, to revolve your life around what you'd experienced once before? Your youth; was it ever so important to you that you destroy the person you are today to take a lasting grasp on what simply must die? I have lived and experienced the worst of life's destructions living in this false hope, living a lie, provoking delusional sicknesses... The "now" has never really been that relevant, always living outside one's self and always emotionally a step behind. Passions so intense and deeply destroying what surrounds because "environmental circumstances" are a force that simply forces love to be a thing of the past. Not even pain of loss is felt until the most inappropriate of times. And so, this is me... Alone, lost, and so very passionately growing... My Irish Life