Sometimes I reread some stories and even I feel shocked by my comments.
It’s like I am watching my younger wild self typing the freakiest most unhinged stuff ever
I have 2 different people fighting to claim me. One already is saying that I am hers, the other can’t express anything verbally but her actions are so loud it’s practically screaming “I want u”.
Is my life a chaos? Yes.
Am I complaining? No
Do I love it? Hell yes I do