I'm your hostage.

Announcement: The management would like to officially welcome Kayla as potentially the first human reader of this blog. Now I can't hide anything from you. Love you dear.


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So, last night, staying up until 4am again of course, Derek showed me this quote from one of his friend's facebooks.

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

It's by Neil Gaiman. He wrote Corraline, a book that I thought was actually really good and I finished in one night. Not Rice, but good stuff.

I would like to add, though, that rather than hating love, I love to hate love. Just think about the irony in that statement. JUST PONDER IT. Makes your brain explode, eh? Schweet.

Now that this is linked on my facebook, I should probably be a little more tactful with what I put on here.

Nah.

I'll just put up a thin veil of defense against people I'm pretty sure would stalk this. Ha, I should probably put up a disclaimer. Yeah, why not. :D

It's cold, but the sun shines now. I'm so excited for it. Camas probably isn't my favorite place. I'm just used to it. It's the people here I love. It's the independence. It's the...Mount. Really, it is. I think a lot of us were drawn here for a reason. A lot of my friends seemed to have fallen into coming here, somewhat like me. It kinda makes me wonder if there really is something...holy...here, something that draws people together for reasons that we can only know in hindsight.

Frankly I wouldn't be surprised.