Thread:Deathstalker666/@comment-1915529-20140702204420/@comment-1496755-20140824120500

The worst thing about love is that it doesn't care if you're ready or not, or if you even want it or not. It just comes, strikes you on the head with a hefty hammer, and then leaves you to deal with the consequences on your own. But wait, here comes the best part - you can often fall in love with the wrong person. This was my case - I was fully aware nothing could ever come out of this infatuation, and yet it was burning me from inside.

I hate losing control. And this is exactly what happened.

I liked high school because no one bothered me about being a weirdo. Some people occasionally made jokes, some people feared me... but as a whole, there was an atmosphere of acceptance. And I liked that because Elementary was a whirlpool of non-acceptance and constant judgment.