dependence [Theme] Page 21

Your life is a lie, porn, domestic assault, Internet addiction, and cell-cell slavery. Well, isn't that right? Tell me, have you ever done something really out of the ordinary? Never. Can't. You know why? Because all of this is outside your comfort zone. You Packed in it. In polypropylene bag. You pieces of meat, sandwiched framework of life and work. Or am I wrong? Maybe I'm wrong? Correct me.
For example, you can give your cell phone to the first comer? Huh? Tricky question. You can now format the screw on your computer? Dumb? Crap? Do you know why you don't? Because it is tantamount to suicide. Without it you do not exist.

What? Are you ready to fall on my knees,
When necessary,
When under the eyes large shadow
When the hands are pricked by half
You depend on me completely
I have what you need
And I have the money readily
And you'll treat me like a reptile.

When you give something of great value that you get from this addiction.

In order to manage anyone the long and autocratic, it is necessary to have a light hand and as little as possible to let him feel his dependence.

One has only to declare himself free, as will immediately feel dependent. If you dare to declare yourself dependent, feel free.

Voluntary dependence is the best of States, and how would it have been possible without love?

You provided me invisible circle, two steps for him and began my loneliness.

Maybe I'm addicted,
I'm out of control,
But you're the drug
That keeps me from dying.
Maybe I'm a liar,
But all I really know is
You're the only reason
I'm trying.
Maybe I depend on you
I'm not in control.
But you're the drug
Which brings me back to life.
I may be a liar,
But I know one thing -
You're the only reason
My attempts...

The happiest is the one who depends only on itself, and in itself one sees all.

You know, I would be able to quit Smoking.
Just when I see you, something inside clicks.
And in order to occupy your mouth and hands, I reach for a cigarette.
Yes. I'm addicted.
From you.

Silence, silence, silence. Silence is the best way to get to speak. Our wins and losses deserve to share them, otherwise we just can't find a place. This dose of attention feeds our egos. The more selfish we are, the more we are talking about. Our ego hides this weakness. This dependence forces us to talk about the victories and defeats, but that's cheating. Because we do not remember what we say, we continue to be content with what we are told. Deception for the dose. Dependence. No one admits even to himself that talks to himself.

The dependence is so good that you don't feel anything but blissful intoxication, or ward, or a nice saturation. And compared to other feelings and sensations - say, with sadness, anger, fear, anxiety, despair and depression - it seems almost an optimal choice.

Be very careful giving someone that power over you.

Men are so easily manipulated. Woman enough to be independent from them, that they wanted to depend on her.