[...] The thing with shells, they grow to protect something tender inside. I get tougher on the outside not because I don’t care; it’s because I care too much. I’m not hopeless; I’m too hopeful. I’m not apathetic; I feel almost everything because I’ve been down, I’ve been there, and I still struggle.
It might not be the “cool” stance to take but that’s who I am. If you didn’t care, you wouldn’t even worry about it. And, others who say they’re detached - are they really? Or, is it something they need to say to protect them from feeling too much? And, if you feel too much, there really is no point where you can turn that off. Not without obliterating who you are; without losing your true essence [...]by Drunken Soberness
