why do I care about what you think?
probably because I want everybody to be happy
except for me.
my mind is alive with thoughts and ideas and stories for people who do not care about what I think. I know that you do not care.
I live in a prison of fearing what you think of me every second of every minute of every hour of every day.
but what is the bigger risk? letting go of caring about what you think of me, or letting go of who I am and what I believe?
-snow
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Poesía"my name is Blurryface and i care what You think" | a series of short instances where a girl cares too much about the others and not enough for herself, so this becomes an outlet for her thoughts and feelings | (and yes, that was a |-/ reference)
