I live life a paradox. 725Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjh6ryJy2N5
I have a rooted fear of others, thus I become an outsider. I see this as a need of others, to have context for who they are and what they are about. He is him, I am me, I am with X Group and he is not. Outsiders give context to In Groups. We need context. We know cold because we know hot, we know awake because we know sleep, we know love because we've felt hate. Context based on intensity and varied stimuli. I know this all logically. I can wonder at the void of this all. A reality where only cold exists, where then there is none but cold, and now void. To remove context is to remove being. This is how I live my life. I'm afraid to be someone, to belong, to be limited to that. But at the same time I desire it, and fear it being lost. Logic and Emotion at play in paradox, the metal of a coin between. 725Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA6jCZCDATN
Heads/Tails: Hot/Cold: I am/I am Not: 725Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1NLALQrgCp
I'm afraid to belong, because I know what it's like to not.
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