When you have time to text and drive… but not text me back… Uh okay
My worst fear is that I’ll cry for help and no one will notice.
I rather fake it all then to see you mad at me.
I rather pretend to be okay than to let someone heal me.
I rather be alone than to see someone else suffer with me.
I rather joke about it than to talk about it.
I rather someone pretend to listen than than to be forgotten.
I rather be honest than to lie.
I can’t do that right now. Please forgive me.
People tend to be happier when they aren’t around me.
I deserve to be alone.