SadPandaLife

Facts though.. I'll be fucked and go insane if and when the world ends and I no longer have access to my meds.

Mostly use "you" sometimes "i" and I am mean as fuck to myself.

BUT not because it's perfect, because I am critiquing my thoughts and words and trying to figure out what I said wrong or how I should have worded it better.

You can even be right next to me telling me you love me with your whole heart and will be there for me and with me through everything until the end, and I'll just think I'm imagining it, think you're lieing and just wait for you to just leave.

Even when I'm not alone I know their love is fake or forced or in my imagination. I'm not lovable, who can I be?

Facts!!

Never admire. Always re-reading again and again and again. Finding grammer errors or ways I could have worded it differently, hoping they didn't take something the wrong way, etc, etc, etc... And then I think about it all day every day for almost a week.

You, and I'm not nice to myself. If someone heard my inner thoughts they would scold me.