Minions! My stretching extensions of personal space, I come to you perplexed. Between the cauldrons of my heart and the gaps of my lips have always lied a thousand doors and locks, yet to some, feelings and thoughts are continuously flowing as if they have their hearts barely inside them at all! Our relationships with people are like intersecting venn diagrams, for every inch we are offered, an equal portion of us is expectedly gobbled up.... we are most easily invaded by being lured in rather than heavily attacked, and thus my minions, sincerity unnerves me. Minions! Help me find a middle ground, semi permeable walls that can go one way or thicker skin that can hold me firmly while under the invasion.
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