Im just messing up..
I'm messing up with the way I talk to him.
How I respond.
The way I word things.
And I love him but I don't know how to make this better..
I need him more than the air I breath..
I'm sorry baby boy... I need to make you so happy.. But I suppose I'm not very good at it.. I love you so fucking much.. I'm sorry baby..
spacedout- god I'm sorry..
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Short Story"Feelings make your fear everything. Love. Anger. Happiness. I wish I was fearless"
