(no subject)
I am going to die alone but it's sort of a conscious decision, not so much a shocking realization.
So tell me, why is it that the people who find me attractive expect me to be perfect, and when they find my faults or SUPPOSED faults they abandon me?
Remind me to never really put effort into anything again.
Oh, also alcoholism is a laughing matter and harsh reality
at the moment.
So tell me, why is it that the people who find me attractive expect me to be perfect, and when they find my faults or SUPPOSED faults they abandon me?
Remind me to never really put effort into anything again.
Oh, also alcoholism is a laughing matter and harsh reality
at the moment.