fuck I try so hard to not project my issues onto other people and then five minutes later I’m lost in a conversation and it’s all “sometimes things don’t make sense. Like wanting to go back to what’s worse for you due to the power of friendship or something. Like me trying to be what I think I might have needed at my worst when first of all it’s your worst second of all you don’t even know it and third of all your parents are probably shit.” I don’t even know what I’m saying. I just- fuck.

















