i am perfectly fine with having other people sit on my lap but i can’t sit on other people’s laps because i’m always paranoid that i’d crush them and they’d diE
I’m paranoid to the point where I want to punch myself in the face…like even if people tell me they enjoy my company, invite me places, and happily start conversations with me, I will still be 700% convinced that I am a waste of their time and that they secretly hate me and are talking to me only because they feel they have to
I mean who could love a girl with scars anyways?
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don’t drown; 4.29.13
[by: Julie Martinez]
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