Names have meaning. Names are chosen for a reason. Mine is no different, I chose it for a reason. It is a symbol of me. My name is my identity, But... What happens if I don't like who my identity portrays me to be?

I'm sick of people wishing for love I'm sick of people gushing about love I'm sick of people living in a daydream that with love, everything will be ok. It won't. So stop getting your hopes high for them to be crushed. It's time for you to wake up.

Basically I'm dying inside and decided to put how I felt into words So yeah, read if you want Warning: Depressing AF

This was inspired by the song Worthless by Anna Clendening It's a really crappy one shot so beware of that if you decide to read XD It's also not very happy and a little dark There is a little swearing but not much This is my first time publishing any of the crap I've written so constructive criticism is very welcome! I really hope you enjoy ❤️