Over everything else about a person, I care the most about the internal worlds and mythologies that they have created out of their own perception. Conversely, everything outside of a person that may describe them, I tend to hold in contempt. That isn't to say I don't indulge, however; it just pains my spirit whenever I do.

I'd like to imagine that gaining my trust is easy. The only thing I'd want to know is that there's something going on inside.