originally i was scared if you actually loved me. i was scared that you just loved me because i was there for you to cling on to at your lowest point. i was
april 18, 2025
More and more, as I read my thoughts, I end up hating my writing. So many patterns, so many repeated words, so much disfunction, so unorganized, so ugly. I used
I'm always thinking about myself. From my perspective. Always negative about everyone else. Never what they're going through. What's happened to me? What happened. Why am I