Sometimes you put up walls, not to keep people out, but to see who'll break in. Sometime you have to be a bastard, to see who'll care to find out why. Or even think it's fake. Sometimes you have to make people hate you just to see who won't, who will see that little innocent person inside. Not that I'm little, by any means, or innocent, but whatever.
"Will you for once, be a human being and talk to me?!" Someone once asked. Here's my answer. No. I'm not really a human being anymore. It happens. It rare, but in my line when it's rare, it's not impossible… It happens when you've been hurt enough.
I used to be, once upon a time, long, long ago, like all of you gullible idiots who have all your little friends and lovers and such rubbish. Until my best friend hurt me. She broke my heart. I still trusted. Then my parents hurt me. They broke me. I limped, then I fell to my knees. Then the world hurt me. And I crumbled. And you know what? Something inside of me snapped, and I stood up. I had all my war wounds hidden inside, but I fought, and I was invincible, because if you let down your shield, you can be pierced. If you never do that, you can't get hurt. I had nothing to lose.
I was strong. I am no coward. But how strong can rubble be? Isn't it easier to run and hide than fight?
Look, like I said, I don't let my defenses down. It's not that I don't want to. It's that I can't. I don't dare. I've found a friend. One friend. And I know that people respect me. But I can't let down. Because things can end. I have nothing to prove, I just have to survive.
And being miserable doesn't make you better than anybody else, it just makes you miserable, so anything is better. It makes sure you'll be happy. It's a small hope, but it's hope.
It's a liar who says that we should love like there's no tomorrow, because there is a tomorrow, and you will get hurt. The stars will refuse to shine.
Well? I know, it's not great, it's just supposed to be a little ramble from Houses' (hot!) point of view. Some quotes are familiar, one's by Jack Sparrow (hot!), one's by some random email and the other one is by Dr. James Wilson. R&R!!!