

Its a cycle.
It only takes getting hurt once to cause you to build up your armor and loose your ability to trust.
And because of the steel now surrounding your heart, you end up hurting the next person who tries to get in. Whether you realize you did or not.
And then this person gets their armor, and ends up hurting someone else, and so on, and so on.
Until we’re all just damaged.
Unable to love or be loved.
I think I was meant to walk this world alone.
(Source: 500daysofkissingmypillow, via mckenn)