I wouldn't say don't be on guard but for the most part people are good.
Madness string 55
Once upon a time, there was a small girl and her cat. Together, they dreamed sweet Nightmares, and from them the worlds of the Elísdee were formed. A pity their story has been lost.
Depression turns you into a series of nouns, without the adjectives and without the verbs. You don't remember where you misplaced your descriptions, your actions... You become: bed, shower, socks, coffee, keys, obligations.