Born To Be Clingy And Obsessive, Forced To Be Cool And Nonchalant About Things

"I can fix him" "I can make him worse" fuck if I know what I'm doing to him but he's barking now

everytime i say something, even when it's to ask for help, i get ignored or the subject changed on me

and i have to sit idly by and listen and keep my mouth shut

while my blood boils under my skin

One minute you’re recovering so well, feeling like life is worth living and you are worth loving. The next you are alone again, feeling 13 years old and harming yourself, reminded of why no one could ever like you in the first place. I fear I will always return back to that person…

Now?

Us when?