Keep your feet on the ground

I have never loved. I've fighted it. All passionated feelings I projected to fictitious persons. Keyword: Jacob Black.

Why? Because I'm afraid. I'm not pretty. I'm not sweet, cute. I am in no case nice or funny. I am such an indefinable something-in-between. Terrible un-cute. Funny, on the unpleasant kind. And because of that I was scared.

I didn't want to fall in love. Because I wouldn't love back. And that I wouldn't have coped. It would disappoint me. The fear, to love people, transfers to the life.

To love the life, is a much greater risk. It loves you rarely back.
Every day that you start with will, courage and confidence, is a day where life can break your heart.
But if you get up with hatred and resignation, it is a little less bad.