It all began a long time ago, well, for him it was a long time ago anyway. He was 18, young, naive, and pure. He suffered from the illusion that other people were much more important than himself, and was never really able to feel truly happy. He had plenty of friends, and was well liked, yet no friendship ever felt truly fulfilling, something never felt quite right. As time went by the boy fell in love. She was a source of comfort, what he thought was a chance to find someone who valued him more than he could ever bring himself to. She was beautiful, even now he can still remember the depth of that girls beauty. It was an innocent love, pure