Being used and using someone can be very different things, but I would also argue that both parties can mutually destroy eachother. At times I felt like I was lying to myself, and at times I felt like I was lying to her. Overall I just wanted physical interaction, and I’m ashamed to admit that my childish mind led me to my own sorrow. One day I’ll grow up and move past this, but I’m not sure if I know how to be alone anymore. This is not a cry for help, but rather a call to action for myself. Being able to live with the mistake I’ve made is the first step, and the second step is finding some ray of hope in my current abysmal, self-pitying state.
Happiness is something I will never understand.
Cherries are my favorite fruit. Bananas second.
-Stream of Consciousness
sorry guys I over reacted. I’m just gonna go
the chaox route and become evil with the “haters make me famous saying” this is a good thing
Fuck haters, just be Dyrus.