I've always been the one to feel guilty about the smallest thing.
I feel guilty for letting my mum watch me suffer in silence and telling her everything's okay.
I feel guilty for letting myself run off my mouth and say things that connote something else.
I feel guilty for putting myself through so much on purpose and it was only meant to last a month.
Guilt is weird.
-Molly out xx
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Confessions of a Aromantic
RandomCall this whatever you like. A diary. A journal. An excuse to write something. Follow me on my journey through rare updates about what i've been up too.