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I'm that kind of hypocrite that tells your friends to search for mental health but when I did I felt like melting. I'm that kind of person when I'm in trouble I call you and you are always there always so fucking supportive. You're my best friend but I never get to visit you and when you call me and tell me you wanna die I throw my eyes. I'm a bitch. I ask you what's wrong I hear you while I'm working and thinkin' "shit, that report might take all night now" always so damn busy Do I even care? While writing, trying  to not let on that I'm such a crap person but the truth is I'm a bitch.