inevitable_outcome_of_love unhinged i'm aching for it; empty. to finally be returned a little bit of all i've spent all these years. but even when he returned some of it to me, the end was the same as all the others. even then, i was afraid and i sheltered myself behind high walls. and now, i'm unreachable. my mind knows the inevitable outcome, erects constructs to protect myself. and all the while my heart cries out achingly . i'm sick of this fucked up dichotomy. anger and tears all that's left of me. the inevitable outcome of love 051005 what's it to you? who go blather from