I Said Things You Didn't Like..

Everyone can, but does that mean everyone should? Do I really deserve to know what that feels like? I so desperately want to be loved and cared for, but Im a spineless burden. Spineless burdens dont get to be loved.. Especially not ones so damaged that they arent trusted to be able to keep them selves safe..

-⛓

now, don’t talk like that.

you are not a spineless burden. and you are worthy of love.

i’m sensing that you’ve gone through it. and that’s okay. you will heal. i promise.

you act like i don't know these things about you, grant. as for my mood shift, maybe i lighten up seeing you try to defend yourself.

what's got you in a mood?

– ✘

i’m in no such mood.

and i apologize for assuming. that was quite silly of me, considering how long we’ve been friends!

best friends forever.

what's with the ribbing? what don't i want other people thinking? real cold, curly. not something a best friend would assume about their other half.

– ✘

we are best friends, jimmy.

but last i remember, you were utterly terrified of people even daring to think i was better than you.

which i always thought was ridiculous. we’ve always been on equal footing.

i am not cold.

i love making you feel special, its how you make me feel! you have a tag on my blog now not that you are aware of interacting with me off anon hehehe -⛓

i’m still so unsure on who exactly you are.

i have my own tag? how interesting.

i am never going to be good enough.

you’re going to leave like everyone else.

whether it be because you got bored, or because i upset you, or because you realize i’m just not worth it,

you’re going to leave.

and i’m not ready for you to go just yet…

I love obeying, I love taking orders, tell me how to masturbate, tell me what porn I should watch, i'll do anything

Its ok to make me cry.. Im just not used to feeling special like this... but the more i talk to you the worse my feeling get.. -⛓

would you rather stop talking?

i’m still so intrigued to know exactly who you are.

but you are special. everyone is, in their own way. every single person is special and worthy of love.

the undeniable, deep-rooted urge to call them some sort of title, some sort of ranking.

because they’re simply better than me, and i must address them as such. correct?

Hehheh, I think its ok. But if you arent careful this sick, broken woman might get the idea that she can relearn how to be loved../ch -⛓

anyone, and everyone, can learn to be loved.

in what universe are we "equal?" are you striving to be oblivious? i'm not terrified of shit.

yeah, right as always . you're warmer than i remember.

– ✘

in every universe, of course! i’m as equal with you as i am with everyone else!

oblivious? what ever do you mean?