Fucked up

Sometimes people are not as sensitive to other people as they may at first seem. Sometimes people ask questions not because they are curious, but because they doubt their own perceptions and they are gathering evidence to put you on trial later. Sometimes people say they love you, freely and openly and without restraint, right up until and not much farther beyond the point where their carnal needs have been met. Sometimes people hold themselves back from acting true to themselves, due to their own need for approval and acceptance. Sometimes people you can never imagine hurting you, are the ones who lie to your face and tell you it is the fault of your own blood for dripping as they stab you in the fucking heart.