He didn’t want me for me, he wanted me for my body and I gave it to him without any temptation. I handed myself over to someone who was clearly uninterested but I couldn’t see that because I thought he was something that he wasn’t.
It’s exhausting and to be honest it’s fucking stupid. I don’t want to play games and quite honestly I can’t be bothered keeping up with the lies and silly persona that you’re supposed to put on.
This is a letter is for times when you need motivation. This letter is for when you feel the world is against you, when your day couldn’t get any worse or when you feel alone. It is not to highlight your accomplishments but to admire your strength.
Boys won’t fix your problems.
Took me not long to take a step back and realize that it doesn’t matter what I’ve done or who I’ve met but what matters is the impact I make on other people.
I want my own life, and I want him to have his life, and I want our lives to come together and for us to share our journey. I want to share everyone I love with them and I want everyone he loves to share it with me. A world I can share with somebody else.