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The thing about my heart is, i don't know if i have one. I know i have a heart, but i mean a heart. Feelings. Emotions. Do you know how many times i've been called heartless? Made of stone? Black as can be? Completely cold. But you know, it's a lot ******* easier that way. I don't like feelings. You can get mocked because of them. You can get hurt. Why would i want to feel that, when i can be made of stone.
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Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 8:18 PM UTC
"my heart? is it there?"
The thing about my heart is, i don't know if i have one. I know i have a heart, but i mean a heart. Feelings. Emotions. Do you know how many times i've been called heartless? Made of stone? Black as can be? Completely cold. But you know, it's a lot ******* easier that way. I don't like feelings. You can get mocked because of them. You can get hurt. Why would i want to feel that, when i can be made of stone.
helena-j
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Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 8:18 PM UTC
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