It’s better that way for some of us. Having the risk of letting someone else just hurts to think about and being lonely with a few people that really do know you is better than none. I know you didn’t mean it, I just haven’t completely gotten over what happened between us. We ended on the worse terms anyone could of. — Do what? Try to tell the truth about you. Don’t ever say that about yourself. You’re one of the most amazing people I’ve met. — You couldn’t be fuck up to anyone, Haven, and don’t think about yourself in the way please… I’m right about you, Have. You just have to open your eyes and start to believe it slowly yourself.
You mean it's better that way for you? Maybe I did mean it. Thanks for the refresher but I'm well aware about how we ended, El. But it's not the truth! Its your version of it, the way you see me. Have you ever wondered that maybe we never really knew each other? We know the versions of each other we've constricted and in your version I'm not seriously messed up. Maybe that's why we couldn't--didn't--work. Please don't tell me me things like that...please don;t make this worse. Oh, I couldn't be a fuck up to anyone? Tell that to my parents. Or anybody in my life that's ever gotten close enough to me. Just-- you're not my therapist and you sure as hell aren't my boyfriend anymore so your pseudo self realization advice is not welcome.
















