Your perspective on life comes from the cage you were held captive in.

It is almost as if we are all playing a big game of hide-and-go-seek. We all hide expecting to be found, but no one has been labeled the seeker. We stand behind the wall, at first excited, then worried, then bored, then anxious, then angry. We hide and hide. After a while, the game is not fun anymore. Where is my seeker? Where is the person who is supposed to come find me here in my protected shell and cut me open? Where is that one who will make me trust him, make me comfortable, make me feel whole? Some people rot on the spot, waiting for the seeker that never comes. The most truth that can relate to you, if you are hiding and waiting, is that the seeker is you and the world, behind so many walls, awaits.
via/habitually chic, snobfashion, they all hate us

 

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