Something in you has changed.
You’re more hesitant, guarded with me.
I’ve noticed, whether or not you have is beside the point.
I hate being so fucking fragile.
I don’t think my body reacted well with all that food.
Ew ew ew ew
Fuck you fuck this I don’t need any of you
Fuck fuck fuck
God no can you stay tell me what I’m feeling
is okay
I’m so indecisive. I wanna die.