I hate myself. Not even listening to Sakanakushon helps right now. I kill every relationship. But I´m so scared of hurting someone, I´d rather die. I´m never going into therapy again. NEVER. I hate this guy for loving me. Guy of my dreams, yet I hate him and love him
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LOVE
The one thing sacred, is far too scarce,
because i’m far too scared, because i’m far too scarred,
yet it’s far from hard, or so i’ve heard,
on this one little world, this one little word,
flighty as the white peace bird, that thing, love.
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