and when i say fairly, of course i actually mean incredibly

but yeah i’ve been thinking a lot tonight. about why i get so sad. and i’ve finally, fucking finally, worked things out. i just don’t know if i’m being stupid or not

i need someone to spill my secrets to. i need someone who will sit and let me cry as long as i need to, without the restrictions of a) not knowing me at all and b) a time limit. i need someone who will cuddle me and help me out, no matter how stupid or silly i sound about my reasonings for basically what i am at the minute

i fucking hate this. and until that happens, i’m going to be stuck being the same miserable cunt that’s gotten me into these problems in the first place. whatever