So today, I acted cold of course, in front of my parents. I just do, it's a habit. Well, after heading to the basement, I stopped halfway on the stairs as I heard the words, "You can love people like her. Yeah, better off not loving them." It didn't crush my heart really. I never really cared about who loved me or not. This heart barely winced at all. The pain from those words could bare even get to her heart, it lost its way from the pitch black darkness. Hearing those words, it made me realize that loving people who are cold is a struggle.

I'm sorry that I don't care about changing anymore.