"It is no surprise to me that hardly anyone tells the truth about how they feel. The smart ones keep themselves to themselves for good reason. Why would you want to tell anyone anything that’s dear to you? Even when you like them and want nothing more than to be closer than close to them? It’s so painful to be next to someone you feel strongly ( Read more... )

"Sometimes I come to hate people because they can't see where I am. I've gone empty. Completely empty and all they see is the visual form: my arms and legs, my face, my height and posture, the sounds that come from my throat. But I'm fucking empty ( Read more... )

I would like to be able to open up, but I am a broken person.

It's hard for me to trust anyone, and thats what hurts the most. I've got a heart that I can't open, and fists that I keep closed. Memories are knives at the throat of hope.

FRIENDS ONLY.
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