I am figuring out which parts of my personality are mine and which ones I created to please you.
I wish i actually wore the fashion taste i have
I wish I could afford the fashion taste I have
I wish I had the body for the fashion taste I have
all of the above
FP with someone else
Me: “NO. THEY’RE MINE NOT YOURS. GET AWAY.”
Also Me: “But also they have a right to their own life and they have their own friends and people who-”
ME: “PROBABLY MAKE THEM HAPPIER THAN ME. WHATEVER. GO AWAY. I DON’T WANT YOU NEAR ME. LEAVE ME ALONE.”
its scary, how one minute ill be laughing and the next ill be crying. its weird how that can happen
