I have been completely alone all of my life. I got used to it. It wasn’t my choice, but seems like since the moment of my birth, for some unknown reason, I am different. People have always looked at me like I am some sort of beast. And, ironically, I am the type to give lots of value to what people think of me.
It’s the views of others around me that shape my own image. So, a beast I became. I have a girlfriend now. I wonder if I’ll ever be able to truly internalize the fact that she loves me.
I accept it, objectively, but my heart does not. I spent too much time on my own. I’m a beast that needs taming.
She’ll probably help.
From.. The beast