I am a lolita. I don’t believe in growing up. No matter how old I get I remain devoted to ruffles and frills.
If two people are able to communicate their feelings without words you know it’s true love.
The only things that erased my lonliness were written works.
Your existence is the only proof of mine.
In my life I doubt if I will ever forget the sensation of your lips against mine.
There are times a women’s just got to fight even if she knows it’s a losing battle.
You fueled my obession, even encouraged it and your selfishness ruined my life.
An element of fantasy is needed when falling in love and I was unable to find the fantasy element with any of the male gender.
Snatching happiness takes a lot more courage than enduring unhappiness.
I am anti-social and have a dark personality. I have no redeeming qualties and nothing to offer, therefore I could never have what I wanted.
Obession makes everything possible.
It’s not like I’m all into nostalgia and history, it’s just that I can’t stand the way things are now.
All I trust is the past. Things that have ended can’t betray me.
Compromise is low class. I don’t have anything against the poor, but being low class is the root of all evil.
Humans are cowards in the face of happiness. It takes courage to hold on to happiness.
Lolitas value independence and beauty above all else.
Lolitas do not recognize any authority. They follow only the values they have chosen for themselves, regardless of what anybody might say.
I have a, shall we say, morbid personality.
I really had no idea you’d be this stupid but then again you were the only person that really got me.
You know what you like, you know what you want. So all you have to do is find something work related to that stuff.