Whatever you want. i'll be whatever you want.
please just stay
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@thvoid
Whatever you want. i'll be whatever you want.
please just stay
“I do miss you, but I am trying to stop.”
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What if, and hear me out, people DO love you
Your coworker who loves when they get to work a shift with you, even if you don’t talk
Your cousin who’s relieved when they see you at family gatherings, who thinks you’re “the cool cousin” but hasn’t said anything out loud
Your classmate who thinks you have great taste, even if they’re too shy to speak up about it in class
Your childhood friends who remember you fondly
The waiter you tipped during a busy night
That person you complimented on the street
The little kid you waved to
The old woman you made small talk with
People love you, because you’re lovable. And you’re worthy of love. Even if it doesn’t feel like it sometimes
(Self depreciating comments will be removed at best, bluntly and remorselessly told to shut the fuck up at worst. Fuck around. I dare you.)
If I can love the boy who smiled ever so slightly when I started singing quietly along to Put On Your Sunday Clothes while carefully helping him do his eyeliner for a play, maybe I can believe that in that moment, he loved me too.
please.
why should i even try to get better anymore?