Today I’ll hide.
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I’ll hide from the stuff I hate and what hates me. I can’t spend all my time crying so I’ll hide. I hide a lot. Hiding is safer than feeling. I look dumb when I wear my glasses. I look more masculine like in a feminine way. My friends don’t like how I dress. I’m not sure I like them so much anymore. Sometimes i forget to do things. Like breathing, or blinking, then I try to catch up. I like to think people like me when I know they don’t. Sometimes I wonder if Ash even likes me. I don’t even like myself. So really, how could i be liked by anyone else? I know ash likes me, just sometimes on call with him i wonder. What if he didnt? Then I would hide. From everyone I’ve ever liked. Hide my instability from myself. I don’t wanna get help.
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I Am So Sorry, But This Is So F*cking Relatable.