kristinroti
And he sank down into a chair, withered and wilted; jilted and defeated. For what was he if she thought nothing of him? What did any of it matter without her? And he sank further into the chair, collapsing into its folds as his world crumbled around him.
Obligation. Because I said so. Parents? Society? Friends? What about must be happy? Must do what feels right. Does that obligation ever exist? Or does must entail those you care about tugging at the heart strings for you to do what they think is right for you. When must you do what you must?