I don't like keeping attachments. I know that sounds weird, but it's true. I hate being alone, but it's the only thing I find comfort in: Solitude. Do you know what happens when everything good happens to you? You'd celebrate, right? But for me, I get scared. The more I have, the more there is to lose. I've been beaten down and broken enough to the point where I just hate having people close to me. I hate having something to lose because when what I have goes away, everything hurts, and I can't afford that. Maybe I'm crazy. Irrational. I don't know what I'm talking about, right? I'm too young to know that kind of stuff. The thing is, I really wish that were true. If I didn't know how cruel the world can be, maybe I wouldn't have turned out like this. I would rather be clueless than know what I know. Then overthink everything people say and do. I don't like attachments. Its easier to let them laugh at someone who has nothing to lose than have them come for the only things you have. So yes, I know it sounds crazy, and you don't have to understand. Just don't come for the only things I care about. Please.
