okay, here’s a 12 year update to no one:
lots of y’all were pedophiles and I was stupid to not know that as a teenager. i was miserable, i was lonely, i was sad. i wanted to die every day.
i have the love of my life now, but i’m still a loser. i’m always drunk and high, im lazy, im unsuccessful. i was never an artist, i was never able to finish my 4 year degree, I never got into the fashion industry. i’m too sexual, i’m too heavy, i’m too useless, i’m too boring, i’m too quiet. i’m too good for you.
i just worked and fell in love and got hurt and self harmed and faded out. i felt everything all at once and i could never handle it. sometimes i still can’t handle it.
but i am loved. i am loved. i am fucked up but i am loved. and i don’t need anyone else before that lied to me, that made me believe they cared.
fuck you.
and i love you. xx
