if you really want me to step out of my comfort zone then you'll have to start tearing me apart first. but isnt everyone around me trying to do that? they are peeling me off layer by layer, hurting me day afer day. shoving reality in my face. all boiling down to the fact that i cant be whoever you want me to be. i'm not shutting anyone out, but neither am i letting anyone in. as ironic as it sounds. trust is a lie. true friends vs temporary friends. i think i've got it all sorted out. now, why dont you continue stepping all over me? throw me around like some doll which your daddy got you and you conveniently got bored of. maybe then one day i'll be god-like. maybe then one day i'll be able to fight back.

coming out of my comfort zone will never be easy, and i can always choose to go back in. however, this limits the amount of things i can do and how i feel.

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your fucking pedigree life.