I used to be one too, a coward, hovering with the safety of games, playing with hearts, and breaking them all. The more I broke, the more powerful I felt.
Most people play games, they’re narcissists, they provoke ambivalence…when you show affection, they back away. When you pull away, they come along.
These people don’t want relations, they want attention.
We cannot live with this fearful restriction.
We must love fearlessly, freely, truly and fully.
Only cowards play games.
And game players lose when they play themselves, because that’s all that will be left when you keep trying to conquer others.
Have fun, you mother fucking ego-based piece of shit.