Me
I’m obsessive and distracted. I don’t like pain but I do it so well. I’m stronger than I think, I have to believe that. I don’t anger easily and I’m shit at my best. I don’t do stale conversations, they exhaust me too much. I would rather hear all about you and tell you all about me. Although sometimes I think I’d rather just talk about you because honestly my love for talking about myself gets drowned out when I know you hate it. I give up too easily and I’m very stubborn. I’m panicky and stressed nearly all the time, mostly about nothing at all or things that don’t exist. I get too invested in strange things and then when those things change, I change too. Sometimes that change breaks me. I would like to tell you about all my favorite lyrics, because if you see me I can guarantee you that’s what I’m thinking of. If you’ve got time to listen, I’ve got loads to say. I will probably slur my speech at some point though. Give me time alone, I’m not good with people and for that I’m sorry. Please don’t ask me to tell you your worth because I don’t know my own. I love everything. I hate it too. I hope you see this and you understand it was written for you.












