I get so scared.
Because I always **** up. Over attached insecurely depressed and you'll leave by the time that you figure this mess.
I get so anxious.
Because you're all so intimidading. With your arms and your hands and the scents of these men and I try to stop fantasising of it but I can't.
I get so weak.
Because I give you my spark. And I loose all my strength to the thought of a man loving me for the things that I no longer am.
I never liked any of you.
I just love doubting myself.
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 3:44 PM UTC
I get so scared.
Because I always **** up. Over attached insecurely depressed and you'll leave by the time that you figure this mess.
I get so anxious.
Because you're all so intimidading. With your arms and your hands and the scents of these men and I try to stop fantasising of it but I can't.
I get so weak.
Because I give you my spark. And I loose all my strength to the thought of a man loving me for the things that I no longer am.
I never liked any of you.
I just love doubting myself.