Cold ass mothafuka
Because she loves me
I love how she almost drops it until she smells it and that flashbulb memory hits.
“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real … Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”
If I reply with “oh” I either don’t give a fuck or I feel like i’ve been punched in the throat
you didn’t love her.
you just didn’t want to be alone.
or maybe, she was just good for your ego.
or, or maybe she just made you feel better about your miserable life.
but you didn’t love her,
because you don’t destroy people you love.
I ALWAYS TRY AND B SUPER FUCKING POSITIVE AND ALWAYS HAPPY AND NICE BUT RN I AM FUCKING INSECURE I FEEL
DUMB I AM NOT HAPPY I AM
NOT FUCKING HAPPY