Are you who you say you are?

We should take a lesson from our dear old Queen B, Miss Blair Waldorf. Through all her maniacal scheming and uncontrolled compulsions to meddle in things that do not concern her, she can teach us a very important lesson about love and loyalty: You never give up on the people you love. 
How many times have we called someone our best friend and abandoned them when they really needed us? No one would want to admit it, but we all know we've done it. I'm sorry if you out there believe I am a little too cynical for you, but I only see the things people really are. Most of us are so stuck in Kohlberg's Conventional stage of moral reasoning that we do not see how important it is to be there for the people you claim you love.
Well, that bears the question: do you really love those people that you've so vehemently claimed to love? That's something to think about.

If only I could watch myself, see how my expressions change. I want to get to know myself, this new person that I've become.
Wouldn't we all?
Is it normal that I know someone I met two months ago, better than I know myself? Is it normal that I can solve his problems, but when it comes to mine I'm clueless.
There's a fine line between finding yourself and losing yourself. It's the single wrong turn, that one wrong choice. It is that one moment, and you don't even know you're lost.
Lost.
Lost, lost, lost...
A soul without direction
Failing to feel connection
To people, to places
Unable to put names to faces
New, new, new
Everything feels so new
Fresh, clean
Falling apart at the seams

...to be continued.