April 21, 2011
By Anonymous

I don’t understand people who can be so uncaring. Even if the person is someone you despise and even if it’s a creature you dislike… it’s still a life, and in my opinion worth saving.
I can’t say that I have ever truly cared for another being. I don’t think I will ever be IN love. Despite all of that, I know I couldn’t ever kill someone or let someone die. I know that sounds so naive and foolish… to want to protect everyone.
I feel so lost, as if I don’t belong anywhere in particular. I feel so lonely that it hurts. At times I just want to be free. Free of all the burdens of life. Free to not care about everyone and everything. Some may think it’s a good thing to be so companionate toward others. It’s actually horrible and restrains you from doing anything you might want.
I hate that I can’t bring myself to hate anyone else. I hate that I can only hate myself. I hate myself for wanting to die, and even more so for not being able to.

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this is the beginning to one of the stories I'm working on

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