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Trusting You

Sometimes I think that everyone I trust just lets me lean against them so they're in a better position to kick my legs out from under me. That everyone whom I let learn my weaknesses will not learn to shield them as I originally intended, but study in order to know where to plunge the knife. Standing under your own power is so hard and learning to trust someone harder and, in my case, has such a higher chance of hurting. I am the man with the broken leg, I am the man with the traitorous mind, I am the man who will tear himself down in absence of someone to do it for him. Even knowing that, I am standing on my own feet now. Even knowing all my own weaknesses, which buttons to press, I know that trusting myself, precarious though it is, is less dangerous than trusting you.
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Feb 25, 2014
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