I'm really not that interesting.
Most of the time I'm just part of the wall. Nobody really takes notice of me. Sometimes i like it that way. Sometimes i'm sick of it.
I'd like to think that someday I'll be somebody but for the time being, I'll just be me.
I like to watch the world around me go by through the cracks on the wall i built around my so-called life.
This is life as i see it
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Have you ever been in love?
Horrible, isn't it?
It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up.
You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life... You give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you, or smile at you, and your life isn't your own anymore.
Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like "Maybe we should just be friends" or "How very perceptive" turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart.
It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love.
I hate love.
- Neil Gaiman Sandman (The Kindly Ones)
