Tue
Mar
30
I’m sorry I am so fucking annoying. I pity you, having to talk to me.
I seem to have lost my words. Losing myself. I can’t get out. I want out of all of this. I hate it when the love is unequal. Always the way it goes. Is there something wrong with me, or something wrong humanity? Anyways, I know this will come to an end soon. It was nice to feel loved for a little while, even if I was never quite convinced. Always second guessing everything. Coming up with my little conspiracies, reasons why. Or maybe there’s absolutely nothing wrong at all, and I am reacting to nothing. I have issues. I always will. It’s so hard to be myself.
Who wants to be something you hate?
After will be the worst.
I/l/s/y
