I'm a cancer, eating and sucking the life from everyone around me. That's the way of the loner, why else would they be alone? and that's what I am...a loner.

I've been one all my life, wrapped up comfy and cozy in my thick down blanket of protection. Don't get close to me, I don't want you there. You can't be trusted with my feelings because no one has ever treated them well, and so you must pay. You only want something from me, everyone does. You only want to hurt me, or laugh at me, or leave me. It's our nature. Not to love for love's sake, but to take...emotions, sex, dignity, both internal and external possessions.

so i hide myself away, cloistered in this house like a nun. and because I can't give my own emotions, I become the taker, just like everyone has always done to me, voraciously sucking like a vampire until all that is left is an empty, shriveled shell. and then I go back inside myself, sated for the time being, and safe again from the humanity that has consistently forsaken me, even the ones I thought never would.

I will end up living alone, I will end up dying alone, because that's what loners do.