i don't know if it's over yet.

i cannot be trusted on my own. i need to be locked in someone’s basement.

if you can overthink the worst why can't you overthink the best.

I need to be put down on account of having feelings and desires

there's a special place in my heart for people who made an effort to be my friend regardless of how quiet or distant i can get at times

i think i have, like, extra feelings

Will you continue to love me even if I’m so very broken..?

charged guilty with the crime of wanting

having friends is cool until they worry too much and get in the way of your self-destructive tendencies

let’s skip the boring small-talk & go straight to trauma dumping, mutual obsession, & devotion.

i gave my most fragile parts to you, and you broke them without hesitation.

if ur wondering what the fuck is wrong with me imagine how i feel

why do i feel rejected so easily

I think I owe myself an apology for being in spaces where I knew I wasn't wanted & appreciated.