Mood:  down
Now Playing: Come On Over (All I Want Is You) - Christina Aguilera
Mirrors can only show you so much. How you look, what you're wearing... They can't see into your soul, they can't tell you who you are... But I have found another kind of mirror... a boy. When I look through the reflecting glass I see my friend, a funny and a bit shy boy. But when I turn to face him, I see a bleeding crimson soul like mine. We quote each other without ever hearing the lines, our acedemic acheivements are equal though we never work together. The hate he feels for his parents rivals my own, and the love for pain and rebellion is the same.

~Chamber of self concern~
How can two people be so alike, have so much in common? My friends think it's creepy, even we find it unconventional from strange. And yet, I find comfort in it. Two souls alike. I believe the common term would be soul mate? Is there such a thing? My feelings toward him remain friendly, or do they? Have a taken a liking to my male companion? Impossible. -improbable- A voice corrects. My darkened heart could never love another, so many shields I have erected. Unless that heart mirrors my own.

No. I do not have any romantic feelings. I refuse to allow any. There are too many complications... I wish not form a triangle, I wish not raise any hopes or false securities. No.

I bid thee to now leave this chamber, my thoughts and I wish to be alone