Sometimes I wore smiles but didn’t feel them. Sometimes I felt them and didn’t wear them. I didn’t want her to know how much I craved this. I bit my bottom lip.
Dip your toe in every ocean and try everything and anything.
My eyes burn with tears, and I'm so tired. So tired of holding back everything I feel and want to say. So tired of being someone I'm not and making mistakes that I didn't have any fun making.
Misha, my best friend who got me into bed and fucked me with a lie.
She can be a nightmare, but this still feels better than any dream.
I'm going to hell. I'm pretty sure she'd going to drag me there herself.