everytime i talk, i ask myself, "why did you talk?"

i didn't grow up having role models. i grew up having people i didn't want to be like and seeing situations i'd never want to be in. that was enough.

or did it all happen in another world?

you said you wouldn't and you fucking did.

i’m such a “i want your attention” but “won’t bother you” kinda person

tired of being the one who keeps trying

me losing respect for you is far worse than me being mad at you.

well, it's december...