I feel like a soldier walking down these halls, I suppose war and heroism is a somewhat large theme in my life lately. I am always on my guard, I am always ready to attack before I am attacked. I put up a wall, a wall that would separate me from the people I try so hard not to look down upon. I tell myself that I am no more superior than anyone else, that on most levels we are all equal. Somehow, in the back of my mind, I can not bring myself to believe that anymore. I can not even tell myself that as a lie and expect myself to believe it as truth. My mind has begun to work against me. All of these beautiful realizations I have made are no longer what I am sure of. All of these beautiful moments have faded, like a rose that has wilted. All of these beautiful people have turned in to dark shadows of what they used to be, including myself. I may regret little, but there are days that I do truly regret loving the people I have once loved. For now, I can never give up on them, notwithstanding how much I would like to. Like I've said many a time before and will say many a time after, love is an eternal bond in complete defiance of your will.