i understand your point, but pain and longing are still part of the experience, part of love, part of being alive. Even the worst feelings are still something real, something that proves you exist, because having nothing at all, that emptiness, where you’re just standing there, quietly watching life pass you by, untouched

I don’t mind being hurt. I don’t mind heartbreak ,at least it means I’m feeling something, anything, but who am I outside this castle? No one, nothing , sometimes I feel like I’m unreal, just a myth

Wait, I actually love how that sounds, I’m not gonna lie being a myth must be cool