Why does it seem like the alternative to not being a lost soul is being stuck somewhere that was thrown at me even though it wasn't what I really wanted? I want to be free to be me and make my own decisions, but I don't want to be lost. Why can't I balance those two things? Why is it always one or the other with me? What's so wrong with me that I don't even know how to help myself correctly? Jesus Christ I need to get my shit together
-missing you xx
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Thoughts I'll never share with you
Krótkie OpowiadaniaThe thoughts of a sad person struggling to deal with the loss of one of their most valued friendships. Written in the form of notes to said person.
