Folks are strange. more often than not, i think we put ourselves into situations, we can change and chose not to. Or set ourselves up subconsciously more than our worst enemy ever could. Fear whats good, and crave whats bad. Boy people are strange. Finding things to hate, looking over your shoulder, trusting no one, seems kinda lonely to me, who wants to be chained by angst? or driven by worry? seems repetitive and common to me... i'll dance and hug, and love, and all that lonelyness....can be yours.
