Why must insecurity always be in the way of my happyness... All I see is someone who is trying to manipulate me. While holding my heart in his hand, all I see him doing is scratch the glass of what it is made... I fear he would only throw it on the ground by pleasure, but is it really what reality is? Why can't I see the truth behind all the insecurity, why must my loneliness persist even when in moments where I just want to taste the pleasure of being desire for real and for once in too long.
I just want to be able to see the truth, I want to be able to forgive humanity and I want to be able to love without feeling like this all the time... I don't want him to break my heart, I want this to be real, please...
Vengefully Angelic Community Member 
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