deep thoughts · slice of life

Taming Wolves

What is wrong with being a good person?

I get it – she hurts me. I know that if I ever land myself in trouble, she wouldn’t be there for me. I know that she will never be the first person I share my happiness or sadness with. She’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing, but… does that mean I should shut her out completely?

Does that mean I shouldn’t care if she lands herself in a fucked up situation? Does that mean I shouldn’t help even she’s on the brink of insanity? No. I can’t just do nothing – that’s just the type of person I am. I won’t be able to stand myself knowing that I had the chance to help someone but I didn’t. And over a fucking petty reason like that? No, I wouldn’t be able to even sleep.

So what’s wrong with being a good person? Just because you don’t allow yourself to keep wolves near you? Just because it’s your house? No, this is not who I am.

This is not who I will be.

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