It's time to go bed and I really don't think I have a topic this time. I did have one but I'm unsure if I want to go through with it. It's requires writing about the past. I don't want to write about sad stuff. Ah screw it! I was thinking about Kate and things I want her to know about me. I began to think it would be cool to make a list of my favorites things for her. To deepen our friendship. Since I want her to know me and I'm honestly getting impatient for that! Then my head decided it was a great idea to picture the worse case scenarios for us and that instantly broke my ❤️ This all lead me to remember all the times I hated myself. All the times I wanted to unalive myself and the times I tried. The time I ran away. Though it wasn't on purpose. I just wanted to go somewhere I've never been and got lost. There were also the times Iied, stole and cursed. I'm not this person anymore but still hurts to know that I was. Now I lock myself inside. I'll be happy to stop being him too.

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