The Delicacy of Thoughts Forgotten
You never know what somebody is capable of until they start lashing out when they're wounded. Sometimes we don't even know our own limits until we draw a fine line between right and wrong and see if we cross it. Every action has a consequence, and in a fit of insecure rage we could burn all of our bridges and twist a scoffing blade deep into the heart of somebody's soul. We may think ourselves incapable of such vicious deeds, but every person has enough of an impact to do just that. It is when we encounter difficult situations that our true character is unveiled; would you lash out like a wounded animal if somebody had hurt you? Sometimes I just want to destroy and destroy and destroy, but I'm a good girl. And we have to keep up with appearances. But eventually our appearances will not be able to keep up with us, and we will have to decide where it is that we stand.
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