Today I picked a fight with my dad over the phone because I couldn’t face my own mistakes.
A friend of mine told me that a girl I knew flew to Chicago to meet a boy who she “loves”, and who “loves” her back, despite them being too young, and one of them too damaged, to understand they’re wrong.
maybe I’m a cynic who’s jealous of a couple kids. Maybe I have no room to talk since I ruin relationships for no reason and have spent my life up to now alone. Maybe I should fucking kill myself.
lol