so we were an accident//you'll always be my favorite one.
What am I doing? I don't know what the fuck I'm doing. What the fuck is going on with me? Is there something going on with me? Someone answer my fucking questions. I'm fucked. Everything turns out wrong. What am I doing wrong? What the fuck am I not getting right? You'd think by now I'd have gotten it right at some point. Fuck. Shit. What is left for me to do? Obviously, all that I am is never good enough. Should I go back? No, don't go back. Don't fucking go back. I'm fucking here. Hello. Nice to fucking see you. Kiss me. Now.