Rebellious Ranting

A feeling of abandonment. Is this something I’ll always get every time this event comes around? Over analysising blogs might scare people away. I guess I do get attached to easily. I need somebody who will cuddle me.

Is that all people really need sometimes? A hug? A warm embrace? A cuddle? What would happen if I walked up to somebody who was incredibly mad and just hugged them? Humans crave touch. It’s a sense we can’t get rid of. Even if something happens and a limb is gone, there are stories of “phantom limbs/feelings”. We crave them even in loss. So why do some crave more than others? Me? I’m constantly thirsty for it. I rarely get it. Perhaps that’s why. I used to have a constant flow of it, but then my valve to quench my thirst was suddenly cut off. I finally get a trickle of it and I just want more. Always.

Holding back is hard, but how much is too much on both sides? Unknown. Depends. I’m a failure when it comes to using words bluntly in certain situations. I feel like a side-note. Am I?