While talking to Trace the other night it came up that I'm a pretty guarded person. While I'd not really pondered the topic much before, it was instantly clear to me that it was true.

I'm sure there are many reasons why I'm pretty closed off to the general public, but a big reason is because I just don't respect people who wear their heart on their sleeve.

It's not like I don't respect people who are more open then I am, but it sometimes seems like genuine, real pain and 15-year-old-boy-angst is properly distilled.

1 comment:

  1. Treeeevoooor! I loooove you! Sometimes my life is just SO HARD and then I mems that your my cutest wittow brother and then I just — *sniff* — realize that it's all worth it in the end! Waaaaaah!