I can’t believe I allowed myself to show you a part of me that I hate something I wish I can change and am desperately trying to change. I confide in you and didn’t think you would judge me. But of course you did and now I hate myself even more.
They call me coffee cuz I grind so fine
They call me coffee I keep you up past 2 am
They call me coffee because I’m really bitter and most people don’t like me without changing some aspect of what I am
sext: i want to pay bills and share household duties and approach our late 20’s in a financially and emotionally stable way with you
Dr. House in a nutshell
Honestly the only way I can possibly make it through the week without having a complete mental break down is to cry myself to sleep most nights. Without sleeping in my own bed and having time to myself to think and let all the pain out I don’t know how I could be a stable person. I cannot cry infront of someone who means the world to me because he just wouldn’t understand since I don’t even understand. I cannot have him to comfort me when I am the most upset because sometimes he can seriously be a dick. Most of the time I don’t even know what I am upset about I just know that I am and that I am unhappy. I’ve completely forgotten how to be my own person that I don’t even know what makes me happy anymore. I try to remember the good times but they always turn bad because it hurts to remember what once was. There are small moments of happiness I feel throughout the week that help me and those are the best moments.