I feel…
Like a walking corpse. Its amazing how much a person can affect you but not the other way around, or so it seems. But I’ve been wrong before. I feel like Te bad person. I try to please. I try to be the good person. And I feel like shit afterwards… Maybe I’m not the best… Maybe I’m too clingy… Maybe I’m just to sensitive or too idk. But that’s me… I can’t change…. I’m sorry if it’s not what you want. I don’t want to make you unhappy… You don’t see me happy because everytime I get happy something stressful pops up. It’s just a stressful part of my life right now. If you don’t want to be a part of …..”us” anymore I understand…. I love you. More then anything. And I’d hate to see you cry over me.
