esoteric

me and this man are never gonna be shit and i’m hanging on to dead memories that don’t matter. he hasn’t been the nigga i love in idk how long, we don’t do shit, we don’t go on dates, we don’t hang out, we not actively fucking it’s nothing for me to hold on to

nothing between us ever meant shit

i fear this is the end

when the hell is the love of my life gonna find me

i think the passion is gone

i wonder what deep rooted issue caused me to feel like i need to be desired all the time 🫪

it really doesn’t matter what i think or feel or want from or for anybody else

feeling deeply undesirable

i might not ever be understood

this past month has been the biggest “focus on yourself” ever

i don’t want love anymore. i’ve seen enough