every time we make friends or acquaintances, we share a part of ourselves with them. with this sharing comes a great responsibility for every time we share, we actually give them something to hold. every human being i have known tries to possess what they hold. they try to own it and in turn own a part of us.
i have stopped giving. i do not want to be owned - not even a part or an iota. i want to bleach everyone's hearts and memories.
i refuse to be possessed, and yet i am..a bit here and there..in everyone..and everywhere..
"I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us" — Khalil Gibran (The Madman)