For Real, Though

I'm beginning to think that maybe this concept of the Universe that I've been relying on...well, guys, I think it's a flawed theory. Maybe there is no natural order to us, or our hearts. There seems to be so much I don't understand, and so little that I fear. There's nothing you can do to me that hasn't already been done. I mean, we all know that. I feel very...inelegant.