Everyday I look outside the lines and shapes of my peers stability and mentality and always question at the end of my thoughts “ Who will come for me when I need it?” who is my savior when I need them to be? The truth is I am my own guardian at the end of the day and no one else will give me that heroism. Lock your doors, close the blinds, avoid the outside world for a bit. I’ll be needing myself a reality check real soon…but the beauty of life is I hate every single waking moment of its habitants every day and what more could I ask of but real human emotion?