my friends are so mean and i know they don't mean to be but it seems like they're only targeting the things they know i'm insanely insecure about and i just hate it.
i hate myself sometimes y'all.
and the worst part about hating yourself, is that you're the only person that can make it stop. but you can't make it stop.
anyway, i'm sorry for complaining.
have a good day.
xoxo.
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Random"you once told me our fingerprints don't fade from the lives that we touch. is that true for everybody? or was it just poetic bullshit?" ••• this place is mostly depressing, so don't say i didn't warn you.
