I’m fine. Really. I just don’t wanna see you again. Not because I’m bitter and not because I’m afraid I might feel something for you again, but because I just hate it how you made me hate myself so much.
“I’m fine. Really. I just don’t wanna see you again. Not because I’m bitter and not because I’m afraid I might feel...
well it’s a little of all three for me. GOOMH. (get out of my head.)
I’m fine. Really. I just don’t wanna see you again. Not because I’m bitter and not because I’m afraid I might feel...
kinda. partially.