Protect yourself.

Unfettered by public opinion, she moved silently through the crowd. Unobserved, yet observing. Silence and ambiguity are the two most powerful defences. She was still ambivalent about what she saw. Something almost instinctive attempted to relate. The less-than-shiny experiences spoke louder. To quiet the noise, she would have to trust, show vulnerability. The distaste rose in her throat, like an unwanted erection. She looked away, thought of something easier. Other people’s problems. So easy, almost habitual was this well-worn path in her thought process. It’s like the synapses asked for it to be that way. If only there was some chemical reward.

Forever guarded and unapologetic x