I have tied myself to people, giving them myself in whole and in parts to set my heart on fire and feel alive. But now I have nothing left but smoke from the fire now gone, suffocating me from the inside. Caring is, by far, the fastest way to die. But again, I care. Like an addict.
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There were many bad things in this world. I was one of them. Don't be kind. Don't forgive. Don't let the real me show. I told myself. Stay away. Come a step closer and that will be the end of you...