All This Effort For What?? Im Still Fucking Disgusting, Ugly And Pathetic. I Feel So Fucking Useless.

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I want this to be serious but I'm also like rlly afraid.

Theyre wonderful, they absolutely are, the person I'm afraid of is myself. I'm afraid of fucking up, afraid of not loving enough, so afraid my mind makes up this concept of loving too deeply and being afraid of that because I'm afraid of being hurt or crossing the wrong lines.

Imagine bleeding out in the garden of an old castle while it's snowing.

realizing you’re built to understand but not to be understood

It really stings when you tell someone what you like, what you love, what makes you happy and sad and vulnerable and they just don't really remember or bother or care

Are you flirting with me like “haha this is a fun way to pass time” or “haha I can picture us growing old together?”

Trauma messes you up I can remember the most horrible gut wrenching thing yet I can't remember faces and the full picture

I forget people have normal childhoods. Wym you weren’t traumatised resulting to not function properly once grown…