i was listening to 929 by halsey and it made me think of some questions.

why do people use other people? rather, why do you think we build our hearts inside another person's soul as if they don't have the power to just decide to get up and leave us. why does love and trust have to go hand in hand?

for people with addictive personalities, why do you think we jump from one safe haven after another? do we use people? is it one of the lesser evil to use rather than to use?

when you wake up in the morning, all alone in bed, do you ever question the loneliness that wraps around your mind? why do you think people only ever fall in love with the conceptualized version of me and not me? and the only ones who accept me for what i am, mental illness and childhood trauma and all, are out to hurt me? why does our head hate us? 

you know, i really miss feeling something, anything, really but i cry at the slightest stimuli that's got to do with kindness.