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I want people to be happy, but I'm afraid I'll be useless if they are.
I don't want to be left behind, but I catch myself ignoring others.
I want to be included, but I exclude myself.
I want to be touched, but I'm afraid to make the first contact.
I want others to be honest with me, but I don't want to share how I feel about them.
I want to help others, but usually I know I can't do anything.
I want people to tell me their problems, but I often prefer to hide my own behind a smile.
I want to be angry at others, but I can understand their motives and find them reasonable.
I want people to see me for who I really am, but I'm afraid to show it in case they don't like what they see.
I'm frustrated that my feelings are never returned, but I'm terrified of asking if I'm right in this assumption.
I know that most of my frustrations are not unique to me, but I'm afraid of sharing them for seeming awkward or out of place... or different.... even if that too would be not unique to me.


Welcome to another day of being a living paradox, another day of being human.

Day 7

For one week, recommend/share:
✖ Day one: a song
✖ Day two: a picture
✖ Day three: a book/ebook/fanfic
✖ Day four: a site
✖ Day five: a youtube clip
✖ Day six: a quote
✖ Day seven: whatever tickles your fancy

Hyrule Symphony. Pretty much, Legend of Zelda music by full orchestra. It's so pretty and relaxing and I love it. <3