I shouldn't have to succumb to my self-doubt or...
How can I feel like
I’m making it up, and not making it up at the same time? Maybe I am just that naive to have thought this was actually something big. Here I go. This is who I am. My thoughts kill me. They tear me apart. They give me false hope. Then take it away. My mind hurts me more than any situation. Wish I could just stop thinking. I’m doing me. Working on my body, to become more healthy,...
Silly me. Silly, silly me.
When someone actually texts back quickly.