December 8th 2024
Laughing at myself for trying so hard for you.
Not seeing the warning signs.
You had me wrapped around your finger
I'm done, though.
I'm tired of worrying about you
When you were just a figment of my imagination
To hide your true colors
You're not my problem anymore.
I wish you the best, regardless.
Song of the Day: Mother Mother - Burning Pile 🔥
Thinking of what to do with all the letters and drawings you gave me.
18 days.
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