Big love — love^2

At the end of the rainbow you lie — a dream or forever out of reach

This was the hardest yet. I feel so wrong when the talk turns to love.

Deep down inside I feel like a psychopath or chameleon an animal masquerading as human. I have the ability to feign love and the other emotions required to pass as human.

In every theory of personality I always fit into multiple groups or can see how I use things from the different groups all the time.

I never fit in. And when I do I hide most parts of me. I only show the required emotions or character strengths.

Big love demands that you put some one before yourself. I can’t do that. The only think worth sacrificing anything for is humankind (not mankind;)).

Thanks again Tre for the prompt. I got little emotional thanks to me that. I am typing this in the bath room with moisty eyes.