Does it really even matter what I say or don't say? I'm just a girl in a house. Perpetually in a four walled barrier. Alone and unreachable. Without possibility to help or change mankind for the better. I have built myself the perfect trap and I am dead inside it. And no matter what I seem to do with the interaction that I have, it turns sour. Fun will become disgust. Passion will wilt into disgrace. The idea of go forward will eventually trip and crumble into broken bones. How sick this all is. How I can't please myself or anyone around me. How do I break open my core and my disgusting blockade?