hurt

Why does it have to hurt so much.

The four doors

"The four doors of the mind for coping with pain: The first door is sleep. Sleep offers us a retreat from the world and all of its pain. Sleep marks the passing time, giving us the distance from the things that have hurt us. When a person is wounded they will often fall unconscious. Similarly, someone who hears traumatic news will often swoon or faint. This is the minds way of protecting itself from pain by stepping through the first door. The second door is forgetting. Some wounds are too deep to heal, or too deep to heal quickly. In addition, many memories are simply too painful, and there is no healing to be done. The saying 'time heals all wounds' is false. Time heals most wounds. The rest are hidden behind this door. The third door is madness. There are times when the mind is dealt such a blow it hides itself in insanity. While this may not seem beneficial, it is. There are times when reality is nothing but pain, and to escape that pain the mind must leave reality behind. Last is the door of death. The final resort. Nothing can hurt us after we're dead, or so we've been told."

                    ~Patrick Rothfuss~

Music and Mind

"A poet is a musician who cannot sing. Words have to find a man's mind before they can touch his heart, and some men's minds are woeful small targets. Music touches their heart directly no matter hw small or stubborn the mind of the man who listens."

                              ~Patrick Rothfuss~

Manipulation

He uses me. He chews me up and thinks he can spit me out. He feels like king of his world. But he couldn't be more wrong.

He plays with my feelings. He plants ideas in my head. He toys with my thoughts. But he couldn't be more wrong.

He eats at me. He spits me back out. He thinks he's winning. He uses me to his advantage. But he couldn't be more wrong.

He sits on his throne. His face with a satisfying smirk. Nothing could touch him. But he couldn't be more wrong.

I know him, he uses me, he thinks he wins every time. But he doesn't understand the sentence "Helpless damsel in distress uses manipulation." He hurts me and messes with me. But he doesn't realize that he's only scratching the surface. I feel accomplished. We are together, and he doesn't text or call or talk. He walked out, but he decided to apologize and come back. Why? Because I have him in my hand. He doesn't realize that he can't control me. He doesn't know that I'm controlling him. He tried to use me.... but I got him to text me. I got him t come back to me this time.He thought he could run away. But I've got him bound up tight.

People like him, who use people and hurt them just for their own game... they're messed up. Show me a game, and I'll teach you how to play. Because I'm a girl, it doesn't mean I can't kick your ass.

Keep that in mind next time you mess with someone. Especially someone who appears to be so fragile.

Looks are very deceiving.