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i'm a heart breaker. in my living room, there is a glass jar. it's filled with them. filled with hearts. some hearts are broken. some are hollow. few of them have cracks. and others are completely shattered. once i gain a heart, i take mine back and i break the one i receive. it's hard for me to love someone for a long time. it's hard for me to like someone for a long time. i want to know how to love and i want to know what it feels like to be loved, but i know i never will. the glass jar will some day overflow and i know it. it'll overflow and i'll drown. i'll bathe in the pool of broken hearts. i'll swim out to the ocean and drown myself in my loneliness. i wish i could love and be loved. i'll drown myself. there is a glass jar.