Moonlight Café

Maybe the problem was that he “loved” me too much. Maybe i simply left because my life wasn’t mine alone but his too. Maybe i left because I was isolated from everyone thanks to him. Maybe because at that point everything I did was wrong and he just had to get upset about it. Maybe I left because I felt so suffocated and each “I love you” made me want to throw up. Maybe I left because his hypocrisy was showing. Maybe I left because he finally revealed his true repulsive form. He isn’t the person I met. There’s so many words to describe my hate towards him. My fear towards him. I remember after I left him. He tried to make me go back. He tried to manipulate me one last time...I was so gullible before...I rejected him but still wanted to be friends...to keep in contact....I don’t know wether I should be pitying myself or not..

Though it’s not the best at least I did decently in art today....

ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴠɪᴛᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇᴀ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ᴛᴏ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ.—ɴɪᴋɪᴛᴀ ɢɪʟʟ