This shit makes me love, this shit makes sick

"I'm really fearless with some things and matters.

With some I'm extremely vulnerable, I feel weak, and yes, I feel like a coward when it comes to. Haven't you ever felt like that?

The situation is, I like you, I really do. Do I like to feel this way? No, I don't. That's why I hate you.. I hate you because of the way you make feel but at the same time I like to feel this way, I like to think about you, to know you better, to share little slices of private things, etc. Now.. How did this happen? How the wanderer got himself like this? Hmm? I mean, I like to be alone, I learned to embrace loneliness, I've been like that always but suddenly something happens, the wanderer starts to look to this other wanderer, he likes her, he had seen plenty of wanderers on his short path of this dark forest, but no one like this one. Hmm? So, a lot of things are coming to his head, why her? Why like this? Why at this point of the forest? Is this a cruel joke? Why everything? Do I want to walk with her?

I'm not frightened by most of the things that had happened to me on my life, my fears are deeper than that. One of those is this, this emotion, this dream perhaps? This nightmare? I mean, how can you be strong enough? Fearless enough? But not being able to deal with this.. That gets me down.. Really down.

Lets not talk about torture.. I'm down enough already.

Maybe I do, maybe I deserve it."

Creo q voy a tener q releer esto 200 millones de veces para q me entre en la cabeza. Para poder entender al menos la mitad de las cosas q puede o que realmente significa.