Um... hi... I write fluff and angst...
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"How do you feel?"

T-E-R-R-I-F-I-E-D

If "I love you" was a promise, would you break it, if you're honest?

Life is an endless sea of darkness and misery... Happiness is an illusion. A fleeting prospect that can never truly be obtained. Why even live?

Fear is not real. The only place that fear can exist is in our thoughts of the future. It is a product of our imagination, causing us to fear things that do not at present and may not ever exist. That is near insanity. Do not misunderstand me, danger is very real, but fear is a choice. We are all telling ourselves a story and you chose the day it changes.

But I don't want you to hear me, I want you to listen. Some people- philosophers, mainly- say other people never hear each other, but I don't think that's true. I think everyone hears, but I don't think most people listen. It's like... Okay, when I say 'take my hand,' you think of holding hands, right? Not of taking my hand someplace with you. Unless we go somewhere hand-in-hand, but that's a different story. What I mean is, you hear 'take my hand' but listen to 'hold my hand.'