Treacherous

I'm a bit of a mess and Matt gets it, he gets me. Maybe there's some slim possibility that perhaps true love isn't just made up. Maybe it came for me, maybe it tracked me down and chose me. True love thought “hey, who needs to get their life fucked up, this guy.” It did a bang-up job on that one. It really fucked things up, but I think that we might be able to overcome it.

smut/self harm