I meet someone attracted & fall in love with the idea of them.
I don't know how to love anyone bc I can't even love myself.
There is so much arm here.
I am still pushing away.
This is the opposite of what I know I need to be doing.
So then why do I do it?
The sadness is too comfortable.
The silence is too loud yet allows me to sink.
I want to escape like I always have.
I've been saying the same things for years.
I am a pathetic person with no passion and no definition.
I don't know how to have fun.
I just want to sleep.