Today I realized something very important, i realized I was loved, I was cared for, and I was blinded.
These people feel so comfortable around me they act like themselves, and so do I, but I didn't know it was love, and now that I think of it, I wouldn't act like myself around anybody.
I'm not very proud to have realized it so late, I really wish I knew this sooner, and only know do I know what true family is.
I'm cared for, people care for me .
But I was only seeing the people that didn't, and I wish I wasn't so pessimistic.
If you look for the worst, you'll find it, and if you look for the best you'll find it too.
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Experimental Philosophical Psychology .
Poetry-Warning, this story contains a very vile and variable vocabulary, and a violent language, please do not take any offense to this content this is simply my opinion and my point of view, this story contains various suicide and self harm references...
