I honestly hate letting people see this real me. This petty me who doesn't know when to stop and just keeps going. I fear I'll hurt the ones I love one day fueled by my own pettiness and they'll realize how horrible I am to be around and how horrible of a person I am. I hate that I ever decided to release this real me because now people know, and now they know to avoid me, but maybe it's for the best. I just don't know when to stop pushing people down. I hate I ever made this, ever let the ability for strangers to know the deepest parts of me, for my friends to see what I'm hiding. I hate I ever thought this was a good idea.
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RandomThis is honestly just going to be a bunch of shit I write to kind of vent and it's gonna be shitty writing.
