Big Owner.

I like to own people. I know it sounds pretty bad. Maybe its my way to feel secure around people. When Im said to be special, I like those people to act up to their words. And when they dont, Im not going to take them as seriously as I would if things were other way round.
Maybe its stupid. I know that I have no right what so ever to feel like that towards some people. I cant own them. But I guess this owning feeling makes me feel safe that I wouldnt get stabbed in a back.
When did I became so fragile and so unstabile? Im just too darn afraid to put myself on the line again. I hope this change in me is not for good. Because I, for all the people should know how important is personal freedom. I need plenty of that myself (of course not when I decide to give myself and my freedom away for someone). I need my wings, so why I want the people who are close to me hand me theirs? Because Im a loony and allergic to lies, I need no shit from nobody, so sue me!