i am emotional and i don't talk that well. small talk with anyone that i don't know is hell. my social tendencies have got me by the throat. it's so bad that all i do is fucking choke.
you don't need to know me to know that i hate your guts.
i think i need to leave i'm having perseverating thoughts.
~(˘▾˘~) some jams, brother (~˘▾˘)~
why do i still talk through movies, when i'm nervous? i just hope you think i'm funny, and are enjoying this. all my friends say i have problems acting how i feel, but i hate being vulnerable.
and i hate being forward but i need you to stay away.
don't act like you're dependent it's not like you need me anyways.
i know you're not sleeping you're just waiting for me to say something i'll regret tomorrow but i'll say it anyways. i hate you, i hate myself i always wish i was someone else, or maybe no one, i'm not sure.